I gaze at you every night
as you seem to be my light
You shine in the sky
and refelct in my eyes
your the prefect moon
and I hope to be with you soon
Brighter than the stars
reminds me others have scars
Your the wonder of my heart
Your a peice of art
when I die
I hope that I will rise
and be with you
weather your white or blue
I still look above
as you shine your love

Lumpenproletariat's                     
Comprise the population
Revolutionized, new variants
Attempt consolidation.
Socialist experiments or
Anthropology's deviation?
Avoidance- societal detriments of health:
Classism's obliteration.

Ducks wrestle doubly
Wet from rain and river flow;
As above…qua-a-ack…so below.

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                              One crossed your mind,
                                Is thinking of you too?

                                           Is it True?
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The willow stood tall
Then it watched us from above
And started weeping

He went to bed
Clouds in his eyes
Counting the sheep jumping in the skies
Balancing columns high up in the air
Above the world beneath his hair

I sit at the edge of the world,
as water falls from the ocean
into the abyss that is the sky
and floats past the stars.

Where I cling to handfuls of dirt
and grass, and the rocks that cling too,
so I do not fly up
and drown in the universe above
and below me.