1238 2 2
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As being ebbs it deepens. The mind grows truant. We inhabit a permanent Saturday.
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1238147
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The will to make/
remains
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1238126
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I could have a minor stroke.
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123833
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I am from slow diagnoses, impatience and parents skeptical of New York City doctors. I am from tall buildings, yogurt shakes, and envy for my brother's asthma machine. I am from here, stay away from there, don't get too close, be careful at the edge, the…
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123832
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And then I heard
“Yea, for I have seen the Father
The Son, and the Holy Toast”
Okay now, something up was weird
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123800
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It has been speculated that his failure to become either a recognized artiste or a blockbuster director is what ultimately led him, when the opportunity presented itself, to upload his consciousness.
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123800
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Made sense then, should have written it down - But I fell back to sleep instead
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123865
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"Time is an ocean, but it ends at the shore. You may not see me tomorrow."--Bob DylanThey're writing poems, but not for me. Guess I'll write one for my own. For nobody that I know now. It's a pretty lonely world for someone who sings, not you, not with…
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123811
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The ride home after Basketball and a little beer; That's when the best poems happen. Poems pin-prick sharp Puncturing through dulled Senses while streetlamps pass Overhead. They find their way inside you But they don't stick. Poems left back somewhere On the…
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123822
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Why should you
go through that
for me?
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123822
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The urban-abused Chevy looked older than its seven years.
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123810
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colors dancing on metric vectors
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123763
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“Professor Gosser,”continued Victor, “I once screwed three women in a row--I mean of course, time, not space—good one, huh? Well, each woman farted at the exact moment she climaxed. Would that qualify as coincidence? And did it have anything to do with th
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123721
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A ten-ton bus with ill-manners going slow
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123700
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It was a beautiful spring day and Jeremy was bursting with joy at being alive.
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123700
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His senses were heightened. The scratching on the table with his finger nails, intense nervousness, the noise magnified every second, the ball point pen was piercing into his sweaty palm.
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123743
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I'm looking for the perfect/passage, a safe, sound/jettison to now.
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123710
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Mr. Townsend is a normal guy. He's been on auto pilot a while. When he finally snaps out of it, he's surprised at what he finds.
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123700
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I can’t move - I try to move my arms - I try to move my legs - If I can scream then that will wake me up - I scream
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123754
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After all our morals
And ethics of distrust
Have been ripped out
And discussed
There’s still the Meat Lady
At the end of the day
Standing around
in the midst of the crowd
Handing out her meat
In little morsels
on a toothpick
Af
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123710
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Your words broke meLike a china vase dropped to the floorAnd though the pieces were recoveredStuck together with love and compassionThe cracks are there for those who lookI was happy to be there, content in that placeYou wanting to be somewhere elseNever telling me where…
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123622
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The rain falls soft after a hard weekend.
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There’s not enough time because we come back to the things we never learn and forget them.
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123640
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“This isn’t fair!” I rail to my late wife. “It’s all right for you, why not me?” She never answers me directly. Not in whispers, or with knocks, or even dreams.
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123620
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One Private View, four couples, not all of whom are adulterous.
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123653
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Hey Sledge!
Yo.
Did you know Socrates hated the idea of writing thoughts down? He said it weakened the memory…made us lazy.
Say wha?
That's why he never wrote a book. The only way we know about him is through his student Plato's writing. St
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123610
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It wasn't the sun sparkling
Or the dog of the neighbor
Barking.
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123632
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The coach told the player, number 21, to stand in front of the net in order to distract the opposing team's goaltender and to block the view, to 'screen' him as it were. 21 did so, and did it well. There were defensemen that gave him much trouble by hitting his legs and…
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123696
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Captain Nemo never died./
He cruises all the seven seas/
below the waves in Nautilus 2,
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123600
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That is then and the devil reigns in the here and now.
Tonight I am the barfly and tomorrow I die.
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