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INCOMPLETE SONNETS

107: All That Entertains *
108: Mama Shall Not Listen
109: The Curse
110: I Do Exist
111: God
112: What Bothers Death 
113: Pain 2
114: Roars Of Win
115: Romance With Death *
116: Dream *
117: Pleasure 
118: The Storm
119: Return Of Birds
120: Body *
121: Pleasure 2
122: Fear
123: Mortal Tears
124: Tears Return
125: Lies Of Life *
126: The Stoic
127: Blues Of Life *
128: Beauty Of Being 
130: Acid
131: The Immortal *
132: My Friend's Death *
133: A Child Of ME
134: I Shall Not Live
136: Nature
137: Death
138: Death Will *
139: Anger, Grief, Love
140: And I Buried My Doll
145: The Cannibal Soil
146: Meaning Of Life 2
149: The Tongue *
150: Being Selfish *
151: Fortune
153: What Is Yours? *
154: My Life Is Going
155: Soul *
156: Yet To Be Free *
158: Body 2
164: Memories *
165: When I Am Dead *
169: Love Lives On
170: Happiness *
174: Realities *
179: Beauty Fades Not *
180: Mama 3
184: Live Your Life *
187:  Wants *
190: Subjection *
194: Karma *
197: The Curse 


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