The Thracian
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BuckwheatA Poem by The Thracian |
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Everything's gone greenA Poem by The ThracianA coming of-life experience, generally prescribed for twenty some-odds. It's merely a sad truth when you're 19. |
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horripulation upon contactA Poem by The ThracianI'm missing the back, right now, so to speak. |
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rising sun perpetualA Poem by The Thracian |
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CagastricA Poem by The Thraciancagastric adj 1662 -1753 of diseases, originating under an ill star We no longer believe in cagastric causes for illness and defo.. |
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NarcissismA Poem by The Thracian |
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La mort de ProméthéeA Poem by The Thracian |
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ArtémisA Poem by The Thracian |
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Still too classical to be musicalA Poem by The ThracianPerhaps best read whilst listening to Canon and Gigue. |
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I am a butterflyA Poem by The ThracianA solid 8 on my personal insanity scale |
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