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She sings off-key while her married lover shadow-boxes his one-dimensional and split-off selves.
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135800
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My heart was a puzzle completely incomplete,
until I learned of love in your embrace.
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135811
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Carla woke up from her hospital bed screaming.
"Somebody please help me. Please save me. I am begging you."
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135720
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2. Travel To Somewhere Fascinating, Even In Your Own Back Yard!
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135730
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And I am reminded of river eyes:
The summer we slumbered,
Like mummies in the sand
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135741
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Proponents of this pragmatic line of thinking say a tolerant approach to Islam will succeed where force has failed to persuade terrorists to abandon the religious fanaticism.
It's certainly worth a try--it worked with Presbyterians.
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135742
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So we stayed on the train admiring the time.
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135720
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He did not seek a place on a cabinet, nor to impress stockholders with placards of wealth and return; he did not enumerate the downtrodden and asocial with advertised miracle treatments, or write a best seller on the markings of success. All he did, all h
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135733
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Tokarsky and I got chased off an El train by a couple of mean-looking black dudes who looked like they were going to crush us. I let go a spritz of tear gas that I had on me in the train and we ran as it came to a stop at the Morris Street stop. They chas
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1357105
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the poems/
we never got to will remain,
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135721
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He turned metal chains to rubber with the force of his mind. He prepared tacos for the paperboy.
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135722
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I still wake up with a start to this day, remembering the sound of that squish. And the cheer from above of all the brutes hanging out the open castle window. And of course the roar of approval and delight from the hordes of Chinese, Russian, and Germ
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13571714
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After Slick Daddy — aka Billy Ray Thompson — gave up driving his log truck and took up with playing and singing the blues full-time he was what you might call a hot property around the juke joints along Highway 61. The women didn't seem to mind…
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135731
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The whole scene smells like paranoia.
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135764
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The voice is back! That voice, like milk and honey, like mother, like the school nurse who bandaged my scraped knee.
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135743
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Need not remember, the 6th of November.
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135732
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She did not know the passage of time, for she was just a bedraggled little kitty, but she stayed behind the lattice for many rising and settings of the Sun.
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135700
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“You sure?” He nods. “Maybe it was pneuomonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis.” Flash of a smile, sobbing laughter, like an abandoned seal.
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135700
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One said 'Yes, I remember.' He was dark and tall and slender
A masterful pretender who laid roses on the floor
Appearing on the eve of morrow, so slow and full of sorrow
With a costume he did borrow, borrowed from the poet's lore
From the rare and rad
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1357115
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Somewhere in the belly of the beast
something was stirring.
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135662
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Standing on the beach, watching the waves crash onto the shore, before the storm. It is easy to understand why dogs like sticking their head out of the car window. Standing on my favorite part of the beach, merely feet from the beach house. The house you weren't…
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135610
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Victor didn't want to be alone, so he phoned Sophie.
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135652
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He remembers, he touches,
he lifts and kisses the mouth.
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135600
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They sat eating and looking at each other. To Ben, Claudia was certainly a handsome woman and a good bed partner, but he was getting more and more suspicious of her motives.
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1356168
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Rain and wind and the pecking of birds
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135600
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Tombstone is a tongue of stone in the mouth of the desert. The desert is a living entity. It speaks. It speaks with a tongue of stone. It says: Tombstone.
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135631
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He's gonna find he wasn't born lucky after all, his propaganda has got up on the wrong side of the bed and sidled onto the couch.
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135611
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1. Jesus made the United States of Chimerica from the hide of a gator he killed with his bare hands back in the winter of '81.2. The people of the United States of Chimerica are watched over by a straight-talkin' angel with hillbilly eyes and a crown of nuclear missiles.3.…
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Somewhere between the bleating of sheep
And the laying of eggs
Comes the licking of frosting
And the eating of the cake
We’re not young enough
To know everything anymore
And you may think there’s no rush
But I know this
There’s a limit t
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last night a girl came
to me in the shape
of my suicide.
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