1528 10 7
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We are young
That’s all we’ve got
We take drugs
We smoke pot
You got mugged
And I got shot
We are young
That’s all we’ve got
I want you to love me like it’s midnight
Midnight, midnight
Yeah, your mama wants you home
But she knows
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1528 9 9
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I’m from the Land of Sky Blue Waters. I grew up in a lake. I think I’m half fish.
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1528 5 2
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Hissing through the opening, the spirits have no place.
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1528 9 6
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Erased. Like chalk across my body,
a fine powder of forgetfulness,
with a few swipes --- all those names
and faces, gone. The letters burned.
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1528 10 3
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1528 3 1
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When our body falters, deny us rest.
When our minds crack under the strain, forbid us sanity.
When we are too tired to fight give us war.
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1528 2 1
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It was all things considered a particularly odd sight, which Annalise did not know how to handle.
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1528 8 6
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If I seemed disappointed after our conversation,
then, for the record, that was never the case.
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1528 6 2
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A year ago, my neighbor was a sexy graduate student in fashion design, sounds perhaps shabby, yet if it is, then we in the Middle West are all shabby. That girl's father graduated from high school with Bob Dylan in Hibbing, not entitling her to a child.
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1527 0 0
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"Nothingness had had enough. Nothingness had become militant. It had bought a camouflage jacket. It grew an afro. It burned its bra. Nothingness was pissed, and it wanted its stuff back."
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1527 4 3
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. . . the empiricism of the mechanical had wound tight into her, lessons her few calendars could never impart without aid from sundials, hourglasses, clocks.
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1527 0 0
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I'm a jogger of these parts, but I've yet to discover a dead body, or even dead body parts, or worse yet, discover that my parts will be discovered by some unfortunate jogger.
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1527 12 8
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"Check out these dudes,” he says. “They're all wearing kilts. Not that there's anything wrong with that, as long as they're wearing underwear.
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1527 7 5
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TV and power cord valorized in dust,/
wires and digital guts unimpaired, I’d guess . . .
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1527 5 2
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"I found a grey pubic hair the other day."
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1527 7 7
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1527 8 6
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...the scream and the face...
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1526 11 1
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Eat me so I can sink in your mouth, my paper fraying along the sharp topography of your tongue, lodging in the holes where your teeth used to be. There, I will storm an infection until your mouth inks my words.
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1526 0 0
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Gravity? What does that have to do with writing or with this improbable tether of blue marbles?
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1526 2 2
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Jason, the obnoxious host, thrusts his microphone against my nose.
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1526 3 3
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I contemplate the words that did not make it; the lost ones. The words deprived of their moment in the sun. These words. These words that are not part of the story.
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1526 5 1
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1526 6 5
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What a nation!
First we lost our money
Now we’ve lost our funny
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1526 0 0
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Megumi paused for a moment, understanding Mrs. Akamatsu’s concern, but looking back at the Society, she shook her head in rejection.
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1526 3 0
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Blend the dog a drink and sit down beside him and draw straws for regrets.
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1526 15 7
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Mark Reep is a faded Polaroid oracle taped to the only unbroken window of an abandoned house in Ithaca NY.
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1526 2 2
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Suppose Eve, strolling through the sunlit Garden, had not stumbled on that particular Tree at all, the wily serpent twined in its lower branches?
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1526 4 1
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On our back porch, the tiki torches are lit and so am I.
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1525 6 4
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His face was creased with sadness the first time in the room and he danced his tai chi like a young man half his age, and laughed, like headtrippers do, from the neck up.
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1525 7 10
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From room to room, neither closet nor drawer contained any remnant of pleasant memory.
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