Violence cycles Both within lands and between them… Violence cycles Through lords of loss, maniacal. Leaves ruins of nations dim,

Forgive lovers for horrid displays of passion Forgive lovers for their arts which do uncover the reasons for which some may las…

Plenty of time! a whole month to finish cases. Plenty of time, But It passed, no fault of mine. A partner? There’s hardly a trace…

My wheeled tribe’s steel-hog trip Has now peaked in the valleys of d… On Glaciers, glossed by dew. Stil… Though this frost does surprise th… Bear-grass can grow despite

Aches that echo through every land for all ages. Aches that echo through all people that time has e… In old bare Ireland it raged,

Arbitrary and, I guess, insignificant Arbitrary makes me revolutionary. One time around, for me, glinting

You must be bored, without a playmate to contend. You must be bored. Tricks connect me to you, tight co… Feel free to fiddle, feeble friend…

Your contentment is an illusion Not to say your existence is bulls… But it’s hardly reality as it shou… We all have heard some persuasion of what manipulates us, it

It’s not over. Russian, Japanese, African— It’s not over. We think it’s gone, it’s just olde… Don’t dismay, though Love it can.