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A man walks in a bar,
A room dusty and dim,
He says “Hello! It’s me!”
And all clients turn round,
Every single body
Suddenly makes no sound,
But, you’ll find it bizarre,
In fact it was not him…
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Yes, I know it’s stupid.
Yes, it’s suppose to be this way.
#AJoke #BadJoke #DadJoke
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When rain has stopped falling,
Behind only a trace
Of the once great calling:
A small upon your face.
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Mud is the ichor of the earth.
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Battle for the future under the night sky
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When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we’ll see
No, I won’t be afraid
No, I won’t be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
When the knight has come
And the stand is stark
And the moon is of red, bright and bloody,
No, I can’t be afraid
No, I can’t be afraid
Just as long as I stand there is glee,
If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall
And the mountains should crumble to the sea
I won’t cry, I won’t cry
No, I won’t shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
If I try to fight on and on
But stumble and fall
Then the fountains will rumble, and tears flee,
I will try, I will try,
No, I won’t sheath my spear
For as long as I stand, you are free.
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I was picturing a scene in my mind, for one of my stories (which you will perhaps one day have the occasion to read), and had an epiphany of some sort and the words of Ben E. King from Stand By Me came to mind.
I now see those words in a whole new light, the moon’s light, bloody red against a sea of dark blue…
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Upon the grass trickles in endless streams
The tears of the world for all its lost dreams,
Under the stellar sea of blue and gold
The wind reminisces memories old,
Into the bowels of the earth, dark and warm,
Silence echoes from ages to ages
Throughout the faded and brand new pages,
Working its strange, irresistible charm,
Along the threads of possibilities
Rise great empires and beautiful cities,
Behind the beating heart of the creature
Pain strives to become a better teacher.
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From within, with ove.
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I am a lonely soul
In a human body,
Though I feel like a fool
I am not that shoddy,
I’m trapped in my own mind
And cannot seem to find
The way, I’m not seeing
Out of my own being…
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You have to sail beyond what you sea.
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Let those who listen be warned,
Let those who watch bear witness,
Let his name never be scorned
By those lacking the fitness,
Let not the messenger horned
Tear you from his forgiveness,
Your souls by his light adorned
To be testament of his greatness,
And all lost that have been mourned
He shall embrace with no lateness,
Bodies forged in water corned
Shall forever taste liveness.
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A vow as much as a prayer to one of the Beings.
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Some of my words,
As summer birds,
Are destined to fly away and to simply fade,
Away with the meaning,
Away with the feeling,
Instead of bright spotlight they bathe in the cool shade,
Not engraved in stone,
Not carved in marble,
To be left alone
And in time garble,
Let the symbols erode to the passage of time
And let the sweet honey drown down the bitter lime,
For words are just words
And though they endure,
Only you give power
Let the meaning lose two out of their thirds
‘Cause the last one is yours all future
So nevermore cower
But let not your valour
Turn into carelessness,
Keep your two feet planted firmly on the floor
And let you mind wander and wonder higher,
Trust in their meaning and this trust shall be twinned,
They shall never lie,
Let them give what they must, what you desire,
But you cannot keep them caged, words must wind,
So, then, let them fly…
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Words are poems and poems are life,
but life changes and evolves
and so do feelings, and so do memories.
Meanings change
but words remain.
So change not the words nor the feelings,
but the reading
Make them yours as much as mine,
but make them yours not because of mine.
My words are yours.
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Thanks to the amazing Dodie for this wonderful song :
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Give me a thousand ships, I shall conquer it all,
Or a hundred good men and this castle will fall,
Give me ten good soldiers, you shall never meet death,
A single opponent and I will take their breath,
Face me with an army and I shall not cower,
Oh send me a dragon and the beast I shall slay
– I am not a strong man yet I wield much power
For it is not the first day that this game I play –
A century of pain in the deepest of cells :
I shall come back stronger, twelve impossible tasks
And I shall be he who makes miracle a feat,
Send me to the deepest one of the seven hells,
Throw me to the wise Sphinx, let me be who it asks,
But a moment with you and it is my defeat…
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To
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I am the pale lord
The pale lord of light
With shadow as sword
Who has taught you flight
The king of the skies
And the ever wise
The king of true lies
One who never dies
I am the pale lord
Hair of precious gold
Eyes blue as the fjord
And from earthen mold
My might shall thunder
Above the lost hearts
And smite asunder
Into broken parts
I am the pale lord
Bearer of power
Ere which all cower
Eternally bored
Playing an old song
On the sacred harp
I try to stay strong
But my grief is sharp
I am the pale lord
The unseen and blind
Revered and adored
Savior of mankind.
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Look into my eyes and dream, young one…
Tales of Ore 