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Successive Signals

Shower spray soothes suffering stunned soul.
Sensitivity’s slippery soap sensation store sends serendipity’s sun,
suddenly subtle cyphered successive subsurface sonar signals satisfaction strew,
strangely satiate, resuscitating successful sentimental sojourn.

Had we not met or had I through disappointment's hole
never slipped, would joyful journey now begun
have taken place replacing splintered parts with whole
validating vibrations verifying unimagined union.

Dreams drive Destiny’s dance despite danger, doleful dole.
Desire dismisses disillusion, delusion; auto-derision’s self-fulfilling fun
flows fluidly through Time's wave bands’ ripple role
pursuing harmonious horizon
untouched, unsmutched, unattainted, as inner reach attains role
reversal, releases control … Story spun.

17 December 2006 revised 7 June 2008
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Successive Signals

Shower spray soothes suffering stunned soul.
Sensitivity’s slippery soap sensation store suddenly sends successive subtle subsurface sonar signals strangely satiating serendipity’s sun.
Had we not met and I through disappointment's hole
never slipped, would joyful journey now begun
have taken place replacing splintered parts with whole
validating vibrations verifying unimagined union.

17 December 2006

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Signs for Change

Subtly surfing through the whole
Inside, unseen, our chrysalid
Grows to maturity. Though hid,
Now metamorphosis its role
Shall wor[l]ds connect as inner soul
Finds wings to fly without the grid
Of Time's restrictions, nought forbid
Remains to suffocate, control.
Change is not just a casserole
Heated by chance encounters mid
A soup confused, un[l]inked, unbid.
New Year [b]rings changes as Life's goal
Gleams clear, though distant, signals sends
Errors corrects, and bridges mends.

(1st January 1999)

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Desire for you

My stars of sky, my bree's of beach
I feel you are united and bonded with me
like a bird thirsty of water for months
suddenly finding a oasis
some power making you and me together
with same frequency of intense feeling
we are floating somewhere in the beautiful horizon
with an equal wave length.
you are my point of attraction, fantasy and dreams
where my mind has taken over body and soul
with all the infinity roses of love
I don't limit you, i put you on the rainbows......
beyond eternity of time and destiny
I 'desire for you' 'desire for you...'

poem by Seema Gupta
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Rise Through Regrets

This jaded world from role reversal reels,
Harsh judgement passes on deceptions deep.
Exit by bear pursued few locks will keep -
Door closed and shuttered windows soon reveals
Only introspection spirit seals
On dust of love’s rejection which can't weep.
Remorseless fate exacts a price too steep.
Rise through regrets, for surface storm conceals
Events which Cause/Effect invents, spins wheels
Mind's reasons, blind, may challenge, worries sweep,
Offering chance advance, to help heart reap
Victory and tune to future's peal.
Edition new heals smart, stamps vis[t]a’s start.
Dream themes unreels, hope's schemes successful chart.

This world above from role reversing reels,
Harsh judgement passes on deceptions deep.
Exit by bear pursued few locks will keep -
Door closed and shuttered windows soon reveals
Only introspection which must weep
On dust of love’s rejection past. We feel
Remorseless fate exacts a price too steep.
Rise through regrets which may disguise surprise
Events which Cause/Effect invents to try
Most patience, represent in other guise
Other guy’s advance to Chance defy.
Vain complaint when heart new part may chart,
EDition true heals smart, stamps vis[t]a’s fresher start.

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Keyless

High hopes are mocked by Time as, day by day,
efforts are hamstrung, - phantom puppet show
reflects our vain illusions’ ebb and flow.
Effects’ and causes’ ripple interplay
scoffs at control. Coincidence at play
enacts a dance whose patterns none may know.
Why seek for key? Self-righteous afterglow
can’t channel flow to stem the current grey?
Chance - Time’s harmony – Man won’t obey,
cares not a tinker’s curse for those who bow
would string, - self validating vertigo
soon bursts to leave brief, troubled, bubble bray
deflated, echo muted, song unheard.
Who’ll witness stand that strings were ever stirred?

19 September 2005 revised 30 October 2006

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Juggler

Eyes recollect facts, won't forget,
store, integrate, restore on cue,
respond beyond horizons flecked
with amber, honey, turquoise, blue,
can juggle concepts pole to pole.

From fears unmet to hopes as yet
unanswered [s]he advances through
fields full of feelings most neglect,
or, worse, reject as threat unto
their omnipresent self-control.

The optic nerve, cone, baton decked,
free from Bell's Palsy, signals to
the brain correcting each defect,
synapses jumped as kangaroo,
help understand life's parabole.

Free to connect to cause/effect,
eyes catalyze, pursue, review,
insight may fancy's flights project
anticipate inventions new
strange spun to change fun future's role.

Where most fears fret, impatient bet
on overlooked, uncertain clue,
there joy elects to intersect
causal rainbows few see through,
connecting halves to make true whole.

Beyond appearances sights set,
explore new interactions to
key into every side effect
induced by links or pattern flow
which show dimensions which may role
reverse as juggler can collect
multi-coloured palette. Who
decodes expects to recollect.
the ways life's [t]issues link into
weird causal web which rigmarole
appears to most who swift forget
truths taught, who, vain, vain dreams pursue.
Experience learns to expect
perspectives, twists and insights new,
surrenders search for strict control.

Strife, blunders, debt, aside set, whet
the appetite for wonders too
diverse to mention, silhouette
may by mind's eye be conjured to
image sublime, life's cherry bowl.

(19 December 2008)

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Step out of comfort zone! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

I lay,
He came
The mask slipped
Unabashedly cried.

He looked with soft hazel eyes,
Slipped his hand into mine.
Passed me a face tissue
And a tumbler of water.

And gently said
Come, get up
Need some fresh air
And a long drive over
The expressway.
Guess what,
Mustard fields
Await you for
Your yearly tour.

I smiled,
Powdered my nose
Pulled up my hose.
Son, missed you
Me too, me too…

He said in a husky voice,
Let’s not allow the melodrama
To ruin this instant in time.
Then added in an even tone
At times, it’s better to
Step out of the comfort zone
To break comatose state.

See, life ephemeral
Ah, role reversal,
I retorted,
Nodding, he put
The car in gear
Invited me to
Join in singing…

poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Symbols to Song - Poets try Poetry

Poems channel syllables to song,
Opening wing valvelets which control
Each heart-string signals pulse neuronic, goal
Towards brain's keep sweep leaps synaptic throng.
Symbols swift deciphered can prolong
Triggered sensations subtle, coaxing coal
Red hot, to fiery fission, which keen soul
Yearns skeined yarns, hearts' heat, hopes fulfilling. Gong
Propagates through tympan tuning tong,
Outpours emotions. Poets share fair goal,
Expanding inklings into vision whole,
To catalyze communion, spirits strong.
Rest not upon old laurels, let fresh bays
Your spirit stir to set cold fires ablaze.

acrostic sonnet Poets Try Poetry
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Poems channel syllables to song,
Opening wing valvelets which control
Each heart-string, pulse neuronic signals, bowl
Towards brain's keep, with leaps synaptic, strong.
Symbols are deciphered to prolong
Trigger sensations shimmer subtle, coal
Red hot, in fiery fission, which the soul
Yearns with more heat to fill. Think how a gong
Propagates through ear gates - tuning tong
Outpours emotions. Poets have a goal,
Expanding inklings into vision whole,
To catalyze communion, calm wrong.
Rest not upon old laurels, let fresh bays
Your spirit stir to set cold fires ablaze.

acrostic sonnet Poets Try Poetry
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previous version see below

Symbols to Song - Poets try Poetry

P oems channel syllables to song,
O pening the valvelets which control
E ach heart-string, pulsing messages which bowl
T owards brain keep, with leaps synaptic, strong.
S ymbols are deciphered to prolong
T riggered sensations shimmering as coal
R ed hot, in fiery fission, which the soul
Y earns with more heat to fill. Think how a gong
P ropagates through ear gates, - tuning tong, -
O utpoured emotions. Poets have a goal,
E xpanding inklings into vision whole,
T o share the soul’s communion, mend wrong.
R est never on old laurels, let the bays
Y our spirit stir, to set cold fires ablaze...

poem by Jonathan Robin
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I Believe In You.... Dear

life is full of meaning that only you and i can tell
everything we share and take, is just but a memories
to remember, that we have partake, the pain and joy is
an experienced of life, a thing to ponder, that we live
is not a journey of lossing oneself but a giving of the best
in you, in giving we learn to live again

life has no contenment it is in our heart that makes it
satisfying to live, for in dying oneself we learn that giving is
something most value of what our soul cherish, our heart desire
to live of what is love, but only in giving that we die

life desire the best to live, for in you, i learn to die, a painful life
encounter of my soul, it is in giving of what is dying that the
meaning of existence is dying the most value in you

your not an angel that i forsake, not even God whom i adore,
nor the master of myself that i respect, or a designer of my
destiny, yet your the wisdom of time that makes me what i am

life that i live with you, is but a searcher of who iam in you, in the
universe, in the moment of time where i exist, your something
that my soul can't resist......
a light that transcent beyond my sight
a sky that i can reach and touch
a horizon of rays that only i can feel
a beauty that flows within my soul
a wisdom that only you can whisper in my heart
a voice of en endless time that tells me that i am not alone

life we take in our journey to the beyond time, is wonderful, and the
answer of fate we meet is a beginning of our unending committment
to live where it ends

poem by Antonio Liao
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Same Place, Same Time

Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time

The coffee’s hot
And the company is good
Conversation flows, as it should
A joke or two
And when all is said and done
We’re right back to where we begun

Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time

These crowded streets
I balance tight roped on the curb
Car screeches past, a scream is heard
De ja vu
Yes I’ve been here before
Time moves slowly as traffic stalls

Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time

Break

It was good
You were sublime
I’m so glad that we spent the time
Time is short
What we have is rare
Love is oxygen with you there

Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time

poem by Colin Coplin
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Such Is The Passion

Such is the passion the want of desire
To burn in the heart with fingers of fire
Wet lashes wrapped up, in a sweet velvet rose
To follow your heart where ever it goes

Such is the passion the heart strings to pull
That the cup runneth over, with emotions so full
To send you to heaven, the stars and above
To make senses reel in the sweet dance of love

Such is the passion in the depths of ones soul
Infuses ones mind and the dreams in the role
Of a lovers sweet kisses, to imprint its mark
Of secret assignations alone in the dark

Such is the passion the fire inside
Shines forth from the eyes, with nowhere to hide
Yet the heart and the mind, will tumble and fall
If signals mistaken, will then wither and stall.

poem by Graham Jones
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Nancy Boy

Alcoholic kind of mood
Lose my clothes, lose my lube
Cruising for a piece of fun
Looking out for number one
Different partner every night
So narcotic outta sight
What a gas, what a beautiful ass.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal,
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal,
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
Kind of buzz that lasts for days
Had some help from insect ways
Comes across all shy and coy
Just another nancy boy.
Woman man or modern monkey
Just another happy junkie
Fifty pounds, press my button
Going down.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal,
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
Does his makeup in his room
Douse himself with cheap perfume
Eyeholes in a paper bag
Greatest lay I ever had
Kind of guy who mates for life
Gotta help him find a wife
Were a couple, when our bodies double.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal,
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal,
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal,
Got the muse in my head shes universal,
Spinnin me round shes coming over me.

song performed by by Placebo
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Fitting The Role

It's another role reversal.
It's another role rehearsal.
If practice makes perfect and I got so much work.
Trying excel.
Trying not fail.
I feel like a school kid.
Hey their goes the bell.
And session begins.
A written confession.
I did it, with reluctance to admit my own guilt.
Another mistake has been made marching down my own little parade.
And it is totally thrown off sync.
It is like it was written in permanent ink.
If only I had a little more time to stop and think.
Always on the brink.
The edge of this sword is so close it is splitting hairs.
An in this of moment despair a thought hovers in the air.
Who would really know?
A copied pretext can be very complex.
A premonition of a desire lacking recognition.
So much ambition.
But to abandon a cause for a common dominator.
No I'm not that kind of player.
I'll stick to the ideas all being my own.
No need to ever produce such a clone.
For I have already have a place I call home.
Even in the darkness part of my own heart.
It will never get a start.
If it is not to be I will just let it fall apart.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Everything Unfolds The Way They Want To

the sea comes to me by the shore
folding and unfolding and folding and unfolding
wave after wave
ripple after ripple
like the way they all want to

i just watch
i do nothing
everything is just fulfilling
and fulfilling and fulfilling and coming and coming and going and going

i just watch and i do nothing
i can do nothing
they are just doing and going and coming and fulfilling

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Goodwill Store

Im on the edge of my seat
In the soup of my soul
In the center of time
Im in a sentimental role
Youre a stranger of mine
And Im a stranger of yours
But I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
And I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Honey, open up
You dont need to shut down
Cause were gonna blow the hell
Outta this town
I got these really cool boots
That zip up the side
With a little bit of fur
On the naga hide
And you found a metal
From the vietnam war
And I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
And I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Honey, open up
You dont need to shut down
Cause were gonna blow the hell
Outta this town
And theres a lutheran lady
With blueish hair
Well show you to the drawer
Of underwear
And Im wondering if
This camera really works
And then I meet your eyes
Near the fifty-cent shirts
And I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Honey, open up
You dont need to shut down
Cause were gonna blow the hell
Outta this town
And you find boxers
With little blue sheep
And I find a tutu
I can finally keep
If weve been here once
You know weve been here before
And I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Well wear what you want to
And wear it with pride
Cause its a big, bad, cold, hard
World outside
And when youre burned out
Heart sick and sore
We can sit down on the sofa
At the goodwill store
And I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Honey, open up
You dont need to shut down
Cause were gonna blow the hell
Outta this town
Im on the edge of my seat
In the soup of my soul
In the center of time
Im in a sentimental role

song performed by by Jewel
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Love Signals

Whoo!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa... whoa... whoa...
There are...
So many people around the world lacking love (whoa)
So many people don't know how to love one another (whoa)
So many people walk around low self-estime (yeah)
And so many people for no reason so dog on me
Watch my feet while I step (watch me)
See my smile while I step (see my smile)
Feel my vibe while I step (and how I'm sending out those love...)
Love signals (tell me can you feel my)
Love signals (now you send out your)
Love signals (now the room is filled with)
Love signals (love signals)
Now there's... (whoo)
So many of us have little faith and insecurities (I love you Mother)
And so many of us so easy to give up on our dreams (I love you Mother)
There's so many of us that's quick to say let's go war (I love you Mother)
And so many of us that's raising our hands and saying war no more
Watch my feet while I step (watch my feet)
See my smile while I step (see my smile, yeah)
Feel my vibe while I step (yeah, I'm sending out those love signals)
Love signals (hoping you can feel it, yeah, yeah)
Love signals (now send it right back to me)
Love signals (ooh, now this place is filled with)
Love signals
(May I) I just wanna touch your soul
(May I) let me pour into you
(May I) fill you with my joy
(Mmm, may I) and make you feel brand new
(May I) stepping is therapy
(May I) healing both you and me
(May I) that's why I'm sending
(Mmm, may I) out love signals
Love signals (yeah, hoping you can feel it)
Love signals (you, now send it right back to me, oh)
Love signals (now this place is filled with)
Love signals (oh yeah, sending out those love...)
Love signals (signals, tell me can you feel it?)
Love signals (whoo, now send it right back to me, yeah)
Love signals (now the place is filled with)
Love signals (love, I'm talkin' about love) (sendin' out those...) (hey)
Love signals (sendin' out those) (love)
Love signals (sendin' out those love signals) (love, I'll send it to you, you send it to me, yeah)
Love signals (send me your love signals) (sendin' out those)
Love signals (sendin' out those) (oh yeah)
(Sendin' out those love signals)
Donnie Lyles, break it down, uh
Now you know when a track feels this good
I gotta break it down and do my thing
So listen, this is what we gon' do
We gonna play a little game
But we gonna put the, we're gonna put a little twist to this steppers thing
This is what we gonna do
We gonna take a little journey into love
Now when I start to sing
I want all of the couples to just separate for a minute from their partners
That's right, you gon' come right back
But I want you to just separate when I start sing
I'ma tell you what to do
As you startin' to step around the room
I want you to look at all the Happy People in the room
And I want you to touch 'em
And when you touch 'em
This is what I want you to say
Y'all ready? C'mon
One, two, three, separate
Somebody touch somebody, tell somebody you love somebody
(I love you) step (I love you) step
(I love you) step (I love you)
Somebody touch somebody, tell somebody you love somebody
(I love you) step (I love you) step
(I love you) step (I love you)
Somebody touch somebody, tell somebody you love somebody
(I love you) step (I love you) step
(I love you) step (I love you)
Somebody touch somebody, tell somebody you love somebody
Now go back (I love you) find your partner (I love you)
Now send (I love you) out those... (I love you) love signals
Chocolate Factory y'all, huh
Sending out love signals to all those that may be lacking love, mmm, yeah
It's Kels, your music weatherman, uh
Wayne Williams, our in house DJ y'all, uh
Uncle Life, Uncle Love, the stepping twins, haha
I see you, haha
Regina and George Daniels, haha
I love you baby
We just down at the Chocolate Factory having fun, y'all
So if you want to call in to the Chocolate Factory the number is
One-two-three, l-o-v, e...
Love... (love, love) love yeah (oh) (you-ooh-you...)
Peace

song performed by by R. Kelly
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Hip Hop It Really Rocks

Botched up and rocked by hip hop...
That has drowned out all the pop,
People 'use' to love a lot.
Although almost on top is hip hop...
Like it or not,
It is part of culture.
And hip hop can't be stopped!

Pop...
Botched up and rocked by hip hop,
Is no longer the main 'thing' on the scene.
With a meaning meant,
Like the appetite for Fort Knox.
And pop now in shambles.
Struggling not to be completely dropped.

Hip hip hip hip hip-hop,
Is in a glorifying role.
Hip hip hip hip hip-hop,
Is in a glorifying role.
Hip-hip-hip-hip is hot,
And in a glorifying role.
Hip-hop it knows it really rocks.
And in a glorfying role.

That hip-hop grows and can't be stopped.
It's in a glorifying role.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Take Time To Search For It

I believe it is in one of them,
So take time to search for it.

Pole, hole, whole, bole, mole, dole, Cole, role, sole, vole;
Be lifted up to respect my muse,
For the days ahead are like the days of war!

How can these things be my love?
For, i do write about the things that i know of;
And, of the many things seen around me!
But, do take time to search for the missing rope;
And like a pole in a hole.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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An Answer?

Seek not in sect the answer to lost soul
As narrow road leads into narrow mind.
Make most of opportunity to find
A way to join both Search and Way made whole.
None need to feed from need to fire the coal,
To spark the flame which burns the Past behind,
Heed intuitions, harmony, to bind
All pattern parts, let inner knots unwind...

22 March 2005 robi03_1080 20050322 see below for sonnet version 20061201 Respite

Respite

Seek not for quick relief, few sects console
as narrow road leads to, from, narrow mind,
open tracks which back up tacks to find
respite till Search and Way unite soul's whole.
None need to feed from need to fire fame’s coal,
match flame with aim in game to leave behind
the past, for first IS last, draws double bind.
Reject temptation’s superficial role,
lip-service lending simply to control
disparities that, poles apart, unwind
when tenets tested cannot be combined
with sentiments sustained, coherent goal.
If puzzle pieces of their own accord
can fit, ‘tis writ, - if not, await reward.

Sonnet version written 1 December 2006 revised 3 January 2012 robi03_1080 20050322 An Answer?

poem by Jonathan Robin
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At a time when science plays such a powerful role in the life of society, when the destiny of the whole of mankind may hinge on the results of scientific research, it is incumbent on all scientists to be fully conscious of that role, and conduct themselves accordingly.

quote by Joseph Rotblat
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Mercy

I was raised on nothing so I save my money
Emotional poverty well Im used to running
How amazing you make me feel
If I am crazy dont wanna know whats real
Youre like a wave of heaven and youre breaking on me
To change the destiny of a girl thats lonely
But how amazing and how surreal
To live with a desire that you may never feel
I can sell everything but my soul
I have never settled just to play some kind of role
I have give everything baby but my hand
Mercy can you save me from this wonderful man
I feel like a can
I kick myself down the street
Im crushed for a while
Then I get on my feet
I loved the illusive in every man I saw
I draw them to me like they were the last straw
I can sell everything baby but my soul
I have never settled just to play some kind of role
I have given everything baby but my hand
Mercy can you save me from this wonderful man

song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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Successive Signals

Related quotes

Signs for Change

Desire for you

Rise Through Regrets

Keyless

Juggler

Step out of comfort zone! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Symbols to Song - Poets try Poetry

I Believe In You.... Dear

Same Place, Same Time

Such Is The Passion

Nancy Boy

Fitting The Role

Everything Unfolds The Way They Want To

Goodwill Store

Love Signals

Hip Hop It Really Rocks

Take Time To Search For It

An Answer?

Mercy

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