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Sun Freeze:

This is not what I believe,
For those who have conceived,
Not like a solar flare.
But worse,
A sun freeze.
The ice from the sun,
It burns your feet.
There is no escaping,
The art of sun shavings.
The sky all red and blue,
The sun won't thaw until its all black.

I got this from a dream.
I like poem that make me think.
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Speaking from both sides of your mouth,
you drive me crazy with your lies!
Whey don't you go play with the trains,
or learn to work deep water oil rigs,
so I can be through with you,
and pray the earth swallows you up!
 

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