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Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Night

Do not go gentle into that good night of decay, blight, and disease! Instead, fight! Fight that good night, please— with all of your might ‘til I am at ease!? Do not go gentle into that good night of silent, irrevocable sleep; which never awakes from out of the Deep! Come to me and to …

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The Storm

With the lightning and loud peals of thunder, the livid-blue clouds rumble and boil like a vat of churning, hot oil as torrents of rain force Life up from down under the dry, desert soil. –Ngoc Nguyen https://www.poetrysoup.com/me/poembender

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