The lonely life of a poet is the primary source of poems on lost love.

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The lonely life of a poet is the primary source of poems on lost love.

Life departed hastily straight into the landscape of time.

It is as if magic floods this life.

Rich pink, pale peach, smokey yellow, violent orange, pale lavender, bright blue. Color exploding in this life.

Life is quite uncertain but I am resolved to wait for a brighter sun.

Grit your teeth. for in life, sprouting in the darkness are bright petals of light.

The face of my nightmare, Death's mask coming to life. The mighty fury of his blazing eyes in the dark.

He was full of life. Bewitching, and fearless of mind. It was a taste of feelings she had continually imagined she could hardly have.

Life is loneliness with no purpose, pour your soul into joy, fulfillment and companionship.

I'm convinced my secret to life like a dream is sweet solitude.
