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Crystal clocks and speaking stones / Are playing pieces in my mind. / Helping hands and tragic tones / Are coupled cares and dreadful designs.
I must be colorblind / Because I can’t see / These strange things / Right before me / That result in / Catastrophe / And too often / Hypocrisy I stand in from behind / And don’t know, a…
My love for thee cannot lay claim to be / As the gilded Sun forever since life began. / I cannot decree that in the stars I see / Us crossed, or in constellations do we span. / I know not if our union…
And please, I beg, from her head to her toes, / That as truly I love her, happiness she knows.
Denied again, I walk the same stream / Frustrated, hurt, confused, upset, / And alone without a friend. / Questions I cannot ask fill / My puzzled head as I look / To what must be accomplished tomorro…
I feel as the hart wounded / In the forest of its life, / At a creek it has learned to know. / The brilliant colors of the flowers / Reflect the brilliant sun’s light / As I pass alone into the …