Poetry
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White House
On a lonely road near a river’s flow, the white house peacefully sleeps.
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The Giant
Far away a giant stands. With strength like Terror’s cold command.
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The Blizzard
Blue sky, red rock, green trees, colors swirl on sun’s bright beam
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Something Ancient
In the dead of night, July’s fiery heat is bested; for tonight is joined by swells of roiling storm. Far off the coming squalls push on the rested- and thunder’s...
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Red Sand
The sky is a purple calm of night. With moon and stars the only light
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Awake
As orange light fades away off west, the world around lies down to rest.