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Les Vieilles Haies
Maurice Rollinat
Fauves, couvrant l’horreur, le mystère et l’ennui, Tantôt pleines de jour, tantôt pleines de nuit, De murmures et de silences ; Hostiles ...Rate it:

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Let Immortal Love Forever Stay.
Nikhil Parekh
the regally colossal and timelessly sweltering deserts, Let enigmatic whispers forever stay; onlyRate it:

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Lets Forget This Society
Nikhil Parekh
conventional society; separated us like the deserts and sparkling water, We were just whisker lenRate it:

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Life In The Heart Of
Nikhil Parekh
Life in deserts was sandy, Life in caves was lonely, Life in ocean was salty, Life in stars was resplendent, Life in car was modern, Life in m...Rate it:

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Life Is As Omnipotent As God
Nikhil Parekh
it, Life is as blistering as the scorching deserts; go and run unrelentingly in it, Life is as Rate it:

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Liverpool
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
on the faithless tide. Mid slav’ry, suffering, deserts, death, It has been theirs to roam, Led onwRate it:

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Looking Forward to
Nikhil Parekh
engulfing its chill with flamboyant light, The deserts looked forward to rain; a billion dropletsRate it:

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Love Is living
Nikhil Parekh
Earlobes are resplendently dangling, Deserts are unsurpassably sweltering, Maelstroms are tireleRate it:

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Love Is priceless
Nikhil Parekh
wordless, Butchers are satanically soulless, Deserts are ditheringly treeless, Corpses are insidRate it:

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Love's Exchange
John Donne
tombs, And melt both poles at once, and store Deserts with cities, and make more Mines in the eaRate it:

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Lover's Eye.
Nikhil Parekh
the lovers eye; even the most acridly fathomless deserts; suddenly seemed like the most tantalizingRate it:

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Man Of The Moment
Nikhil Parekh
lead life as MAN of the Timelessly Fascinating Deserts; unequivocally rolling in the glistening saRate it:

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Man- The Maker Of His Own Destiny
Nikhil Parekh
It was perhaps natural if the deserts blamed the flaming Sun for acrimoniously blistering into tumultuous heat; as they were perpetually unable to ...Rate it:

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Mating
David Herbert Lawrence
Going outward now in the spring to his brief deserts. Ah love, with your rich, warm face aglow,Rate it:

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My Creator
Nikhil Parekh
with the sparkling rocks, For as long as the deserts have formed whirlpools of sand; with turbuleRate it:

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My Dear and Only Love
James Graham
He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, That puts it not unto the touchRate it:

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My Dearest Frank, I Wish You Joy
Jane Austen
must, To his own former struggles just, Feel his Deserts with honest Glow, And all his self-improveRate it:

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My Heart Was Pure Indian
Nikhil Parekh
scents that lines my mantelpiece; were from the deserts of Arabia; replacing all stink with their mRate it:

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Never, Never Land
Henry Lawson
lost beneath the rainless skies In hopeless deserts there; It spreads nor-west by No-Man's Land WheRate it:

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No Payments
Nikhil Parekh
the blazing Sun, You don't have to pay the deserts to compassionately warm; engender pricelessly Rate it:

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Nobody As passionate
Nikhil Parekh
sprawling islands of the tenaciously glistening deserts, There was nobody on this gigantic UniverRate it:

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Not The Pilot
Walt Whitman
penetrating inland, weary and long, By deserts parch'd, snows-chill'd, rivers wet, perseveres tiRate it:

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O! Omnisciently Flawless Beloved.
Nikhil Parekh
me; O! insuperably benevolent beloved, The deserts obviously seemed boundlessly captivating to meRate it:

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O' Mother to Whom Shall I Tell The Story
Shah Hussain
of grief my cooking fire I roam the jungles and deserts in vain Says Hussain, the God's fakir: How Rate it:

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Of all the Sounds despatched abroad
Emily Dickinson
the Tree, As if some Caravan of Sound Off Deserts, in the Sky, Had parted Rank, Then knit, and swepRate it:

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