The World fed me in gems and jewels: Ample orange; emerald green; sunlightbanana And the skies were not unkindto me - lustrous blue sapphire skies So I wept in the ineptitude of my charcoal temperament; I was painthat couldn't quite combustIn spite of it all, no fireNo fruition &..
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