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I thought I saw the boys driving by
With their raw loud pipes exposed to the sky
Blasting in the faces of the old passersby
Who can’t understand a word of their loud cries
But what’s that they’re saying after all
When they got you pinned aga
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70622
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We all have our place
But it’s always there, isn’t it
Streaming throughout our lives
The light of the face
Where most of the soul comes to rest
We see it best when the hard wind blows
Cause in the course of events
The wind will know our
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I have a hard time getting out
Unless it’s really important like work
I told myself wake up early
Get some coffee, but I oversleep
I had a massage therapist come to my house
And I thought this is living
I’m getting a kitty after my vac
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104766
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I may be the shadow that I am, but I only ever loved you.
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61032
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My wife’s got dangerously good
Peripheral vision
She can see things so far to the side
That I’m almost certain she can see things behind her
And I’m sure she can see things that happened yesterday
But the thing that scares me the most
She
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We met at a bar
We didn’t get far
We went to her car
Then back to the bar
I played guitar
She was a rock star
We met at a bar
We didn’t get far
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right/rite:
Your touch smooth as impulse/
Swaying my mind
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81744
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I think I know these pigeons
They were once beggars
From another life
Once I myself was stuck like them
I was never
Without the thought of food
Or sex, or sipping soda pop
Off the sidewalk
And flying meant next to nothing
But then
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12662714
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At some point, my lottery number/
was in the mid 300s. I was safe/
for whatever reason. No need/
to burn my draft card.
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77444
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Well, I walked in on you, then you walked out on me
And that was when it happened – the end of history
And that should have been sufficient
But I think you know it wasn’t
I remember it was you who told me
Dreams are only efficient when illusio
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We weary with the repetition of loss.This is the year of the broken shellThis is the year of burning trees This is the year of erasures the missing page, the errant truth, the lost friends, divided family, absent hero. What does one do with…
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75121
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She bought herself her own apartment
That was when she told me
I have a hard time getting out
Unless it’s really important like work
I told myself wake up early
Get some coffee, but I oversleep
I had a massage therapist come to my house
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927189
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Each day, I lose more words-/
nouns and verbs- but especially//
proper names. People and places
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120197
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I’ve been hacked.
Someone has taken over
my body,
is living my life in another way,
is telling racist jokes
at a party
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973115
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You burnish what is left
until it shines and call it
your own.
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