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I love you because your eyes are both crossed
When you do it, because you’re focused
On the inside of the universe
I love you because
You’re on a roller coaster
Through life
And I can ride along
For the thrill of it
I love you because
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148233
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“Sandy likes the way Bob spanks, when he’s done she gives him thanks."
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148263
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It is midnight in Utah, but I can’t tell. It always looks like midnight in a cave.
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1482169
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The blood is memorable/
as is the copper taste of that/
momentary certainty of lockjaw.
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148243
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I was walking my Belgian Waffle-Hound
Past the Belgian waffle shop
I found a penny on the ground
And did a tiny little hop
I spun around and went inside
The Belgian waffle shop
And bought a little waffle
For my Belgian Waffle-Hound
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148254
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Mon wakes up surrounded by trees. The light is grey, the trunks black.How long have I slept? he wonders.He doesn't know which way to walk. In every direction, the same prospect of trees. He looks up at a blank sky. No sign even of the sun.***He starts walking. Slowly,…
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148241
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To rival the professor in his knowledge of various body parts is impossible ...
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148287
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By the sixth - Dizz, Falstaff buzzed - Croons - The Wabash Cannonball
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1482117
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You are a warm winter
Despite the presence of snow
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148232
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Sebastian and Janice had been a natural match. They sought to deny this at first because a recovery assistance program was not a place to forge intimate relationships. It worked out wonderfully in Hollywood, but Hollywood, as everyone knew, was just a facade. So…
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148200
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It was unusual, a feeling of déjà vu waft in the air. However, this was completely new to them. Mayumi gripped her shoulders as Emi’s lips moved trying to ease her fear. Mayumi did not understand what this stuff was.
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148251
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It’s as she reaches into the fridge for the carton of half-and-half with the grainy waxy photo of the little girl—Last Seen 10/2/06—that the memory surfaces:
“Hey. That’s mine.”
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148164
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I'd wear my pajamas too, fitting for the big sleep
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148131
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I will show you how, in the spring,
the sidewalks here
look like a crossword puzzle resting under
a glass of lemonade,
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148122
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At a candlelit table near the back of the restaurant, Jack and Lois greeted the waiter as he delivered their drinks, a diet coke for him, and for her, a vodka and cranberry. He apologized for the slow bar service and promised to return in a moment to take their…
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148131
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Sweaty feet, drool from the weighty sleep of mid-afternoon naps, the inescapable perspiration of the South: all combine to create the entwined scent of socks and stale toothbrushes...
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148150
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"And then I, and I believe,
I alone, saw
this small child
run..."
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148100
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Oh, you aren't going to lecture us, for heaven's sake?
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1481103
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’m sure they have their/
cleverest working on it, though.
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1481118
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At the conference her boss showed off his knowledge of wines.
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148184
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It was cold and clammy, but then it got worse. Far worse. Any opportunity to celebrate the unity and harmony of tolerance was soon cancelled.
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148152
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—Now that’s a hell-of-a-painting, Frank, he said. Those colors are engaged in warfare. How the hell did you do that?
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148154
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We sat up in bed. It's two o'clock in the morning. Blinding circular flashlight beams probe through the half pulled shades. Magnified black silhouettes of men's torsos lumber back and forth in the yard. We are in a fishbowl and being invaded.
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1481108
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The first night I met her we slow danced to George Strait songs for most of the evening and when we took a break, our talking went warm and well as we sat eating hot dogs and sipping beers until she dropped a couple of bombs, first, telling me she was married and then, that…
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148151
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There was no provision for keeping the post on the door, but I did not have the fingernails to pry it off.
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148100
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You cannot go back, you cannot go home, you cannot cannot cannot…Only in memory is it possible to travel back in time. We all imagine it. We relive happy moments, sad moments, we exist, time exists and it passes. We cannot stop it.
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148111
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. . . nor did mine eye apologize.
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148143
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No pain is private. How can it be?
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1481189
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I want to tell you how the odor of the flowers/felt her funeral day
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148142
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I give you the rattle of the rattlesnake. I give you a daub of creosote. I give you the metaphysics of glue.
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