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John Freeman Poems

  • Your Shadow
    From Swindon out to White Horse Hill
    I walked, in morning rain,
    And saw your shadow lying there.
    As clear and plain...
  • You That Were
    You that were
    Half my life ere life was mine;
    You that on my shape the sign
    Set of yours;...
  • Wonder
    Following upon the faint wind's fickle courses
    A feather drifts and strays.
    My thought after her thought
    Floated-how many ways and days!...
  • Wisdom And A Mother
    Why, mourner, do you mourn, nor see
    The heavenly Earth's felicity?

    I mourn for him, my Dearest, lost,...
  • Wilder Music
    Came the same cuckoo's cry
    All day across the mead.
    Flitted the butterfly
    All day dittering over my head....
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Light 103 Dark 94 Wind 84 Night 76 Thought 61 Bright 59 I Love You 58 Love 58 White 55 Green 55


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Fulllife_ebooks: john freeman got on his motorcycl and said "its time for me to live up to my family name and face full life consequences" so he had to go.
Fulllife_ebooks: john freeman looked around the countrysides and said "its a good day to do what has to be done by me and help my brother to defeat the enemys"
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Fulllife_ebooks: "these birds dont have to see gordon freeman yet. its not time." john freeman said to him.
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The Killing Place
 by Edgar Albert Guest

We're hiking along at a two-forty pace
We 're making life seem like a man-killing race,
With our nerves all on edge and our jaws firmly set
We go rushing along; with our brows lined with sweat
And our cheeks pale and drawn every minute we dash,
And the goal that we 're after is merely more cash.

We 're out for the money, the greenbacks and gold,
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