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London Morning - Song Lyrics by ShimmeringDewdrops, literature
Literature
London Morning - Song Lyrics
It's a cold, wet, London morning
And the sun shines on the streets
In every byway there's a story
Unspoken by those you may meet
But if you listen closely
And you open up your eyes
There is a chance, maybe, perhaps
You'll see right through the day's disguise
With a mystery 'round every corner
And secrets lying unrevealed
The dark and cold, once it is known
Could set what's wrong: aright and clear
And though the twists may get confusing
And the mists may cloud your mind
We can't live our lives fearing
What may be just two steps behind
Just like a symphony
A melody
Let's chase that gloom away
He who stands and fights right now
Can't give it
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Season's Greetings by TheOmegaPoint, literature
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Season's Greetings
Occasionally, you’ll receive something
That has the curious property of
Self-refutation. Cleverness is not
Necessarily implied, I’m thinking
More like those secretarial mailings
Which try their best to inform you of one
Of: regret, sympathy, hope, well-wishing...
The list of these boilerplate sentiments
Runs on. It isn’t what you say, it’s how
You say it, and such words cannot ever
Be said properly. We have made Lawyers
And Undertakers into professions
For this very reason; Doctors, Taxmen,
And Politicians followed those coattails,
Searching for their own of absolution
From sincerity. Money tends to be
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