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     we always held hands 
     
     on the beach 
     
    

    
     SGfigUllS. looked at us 
     
     in the sky 
     
    

    
     clouds formed question mark: 
     
    
   
   
    
     in . gossamer fibers 
     
    
   
   
    
     love floated away 
     
     October Death' 
     
     Benny 
     
     _The flames wrap themselves around my arms, 
     
     Licking at my wrists,making me 
     
    
   
   
    
     Hiss in anguish,and pop in disgust. 
     
    
   
   
    
     _I lay burning in a man-made hell. 
     
    
   
   
    
        
     
    
   
   
    
     My ashes spread about me; 
     
    
   
   
    
       
     
    
   
   
    
     I sigh,and scatter into eternity. 
     
     Upon Dying... 
     
     I will fly to the sea Bob Gray 
     
     And frolic with the coral, 
     
    
   
   
    
     Awaiting the time when 
     
     I will mingle with the serene cobwebs 
     
    
   
   
    
     Of an Eternal Spider 
     
    
   
   
    
     “"1089 Chamber Muses few flies- — 
     
    
   
   
    
     Tony Scullion 
     
     Solitude 
     
     ‘ Standing on a hill above the land, V . 
     
     My eyes strayed to the valley far below: 
     
     In stately pines the wind was murmuring low, 
     
     And desolation filled my lonely mind ‘ ‘- 
     
     ‘ As the sinking sun crept down behind * 
     
     The mountain.While slowly in the fading glow, 4— 
     
    
   
   
    
       
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
        
     
          
     
        
     
       
     
       
     
       
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
       
     
    
   
   
    
        
     
       
     
        
     
       
     
       
     
       
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     The shadows fell and the sky turned indigo: 
     
     And lonliness was all that I could find. 
     
    
   
   
    
       
     
    
   
   
    
     But eyen as my weary eyes climbed high 
     
     I saw,still in the warm and rosy light, 
     
    
   
   
    
     A tiny silver speck,and heard the drone YAK 
     
    

    
     made by the plane,immobile in the sky: 
     
    

    
     nd thought how much more lonely he must be, L _ - 
     
    

    
     So high above the earthmand so alone. ong halredhumped 
     
    

    
     Michael Read ‘ gruntingwild 
     
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     domesticated 
     
    

    
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     Tibet 
     
    
   
   
    
     Paniel Webster