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Yuki von Shirou's poetry library
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 Yuki/Blair von Shirou :: Poet, Student, Future Lawyer, and Currently Supreme Leader of the Illuminati and Russia.
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“plkoijhuygftrdsewaqzxcvbnm”
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why 
does life 
is like this 
in the manner it is ?
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sunset secrets
some poets become
known for requests
barking blood hounds
of burlesque
Tame & timid,
I remember asking
for someone
to put all my wonders under
and now
you are my night sky
manifesting blessings blue
diving deep into the ocean
inside of you
Words were simply vessels
for the feelings
I could no longer bare
you brought me
to the edge of the earth
and they were even stronger there
.•.peako green•.•
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“Summertime”
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We had said our farewells and we said a goodbye,
Like a Peregrine Falcon we watched time fly,
Little Miss Honour student how could it be,
No more work for workaholic she,
She found the time for her own decisions was nigh.
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“THIN VENEER OF PEACE”
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As the old story tells, 
Happiness equals wedding bells, 
But if we were to stay,
Watch the perfect family all day,
When would peace become an invitation for internal strength hells?
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forgers doodle request
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My brilliant friend, Elena Ferrante
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I have way too many friends I could say this to.
.... Pretty much.
Another old post from Instagram
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Narcissus:  A poem
Narcissus
Found himself
A shallow pool,
Wanting not to see
What truly was,
Only what seemed to be.
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But really, aren’t we all our own genre? Everyone is unique, meaning nobody can be categorised by a genre.
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— Ocean Vuong, Nothing
[text ID: I used to cry in a genre no one read.]
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The Clock is Silent.
Time will tell?
This clock sure does not,
I’ve interrogated him multiple times over,
He does not say a word.
Need I to wait?
Need I talk a walk or read a book,
To simply find the answer?
Fine! I shall bide my time,
Then I will ask again and time shall answer.
I shall hope that he will want to answer.
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The Fairy and The Cat
The world seems to slow down and watch,
A fairy stands up,
It falls down,
It seems to be out of its luck.
The cat stands by as culprit, 
It doesn’t really see, 
That a child with a baby doll is lurking, 
She kicks it to the ground,
The cat falls down, 
It seems to be out of its luck.
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