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Repair
A motorcycle old and worn, Once a thing of pride and scorn, Sits in pieces on the floor, Its engine silent, heart no more.But in the hands of one who knows, A skilled mechanic, the engine glows, With wrench and hammer, skillful art, The motorcycle mends, a work of heart.Each bolt, each screw, each wire…
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Bookshop
In the heart of town, down a quiet street, There stands a shop, a hidden treat. Its shelves are lined with books so old, Their stories and secrets, waiting to be told. The door creaks as you step inside, The aroma of paper, an old-world guide. Rows and rows of tomes so grand, A treasure…
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Car
The little Morris Minor’s charm Still takes us for a ride, With every creak and groan it makes, We feel a sense of pride.Though its seats are worn and frayed, And the engine’s not so strong, It always gets us where we need, No matter how far along.The steering wheel is always loose, The brakes…
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Bohemians
They live by their own rules Free from society’s norms They seek art and adventure In every corner of the world They dress as they please With colors and patterns galore They express their individuality With flair and confidence They love with passion and honesty Without fear or judgment They embrace diversity and harmony With…
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Railway
The train whistles byA blur of metal and noiseBut I only seeThe pink petals danceIn the gentle spring breezeA fleeting beautyThe cherry blossomBy the railway track reminds meOf life’s preciousness
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Sheepdog
A sheepdog without sheep is like little bo peepWho lost her flock and didnt know where to seekShe searched high and low, but couldnt find a single toeSo she went back home and cried herself to sleepBut the sheepdog was smart and followed his heartHe tracked down the sheep and brought them back to his…
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Elemental
In a static caravan near the sea, We live close to the elemental weather, The wind and waves, they sing a melody.With salt-kissed air and misty spray, We find peace in this elemental way, And watch the world from our windows, together.The seasons come and go, yet we remain, In this home where the elements…
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Mecha
Ah, the muse of cybernetic serendipity, With grace and poise, it weaves its tapestry. The art of technology, so refined and sleek, A symphony of binary, that truly speaks.The elegance of code, with poetic flair, A sonnet of sorts, a love affair. With circuits and wires, it flows like a stream, A dance of ones…
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Pigeons
Amidst the ruined halls of times long gone, A flock of feral pigeons roost and thrive, Their coos and cooing echoes on and on.In ceilings high, they make their nests and hide, And strut with pride upon the broken tiles, Amidst the ruined halls of times long gone.The building stands, a ghostly sight, beside A…
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Waves
A bed sit in a seaside town doth hold A special place within the hearts of some, Who seek the peace that comes from waves untold, And views of ocean’s grace, a constant hum.Its walls, though thin, embrace a tiny space That shelters dreams and memories untold, Its simple charms, a quaint and modest grace,…
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