Footwalk Poems - Poems about Footwalk

... sullen is this night bearing the burden of toil as footwalk grows bleak… crushed weeds, skeletal trees : molussk and corn wait not for anyone while sandstones drift mocking the......

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...In search of greatness,we reclined in this forest_ In a world holding many lives, Playing green with wet land. We refuse the other world Stretching one's legs on a couch Squatting before this,......

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...Madame Sosostris, the leaves are running away With the springtime wind, into the University café, Mr. Scogan, what prophesy of apocalypse do you bring? The grass smells oh! so fresh and green Bud......

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