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Stupidity is not a mask; it is the face / and it is the face that betrays us / always.
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111075
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13062214
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Over the years, his face
began to alter
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98184
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These days, you seem to disappear like bread tasted and devoured
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11741511
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a bazaar of voices /
opening doors.
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16611
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Across the lake,
there is a camp for the deaf.
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4911
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It’s too hard to be a social animal
A social butterfly, yes
A social elephant or hippopotamus
Certainly
But really, an anti-social flea on an antisocial cat
Now that would be my way
Or else, and why not, a spitting camel suddenly brought int
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99854
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17075
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From the way your hand touches the bread of full mornings, far distances.
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6362
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We laugh, Ben Lerner, because you're full of the crap all poets are full of...
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5300
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He gives the slouching beast its due...
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119434
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Argus was on to me from the moment I unrolled my mat.
He knew damn well I was in the wrong room,
but he turned blind eyes.
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81574
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Life is meagre with me; I am unsatisfied and left always begging for __________.
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160455
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Your voice is yearning,
Like a sad song on the radio,
A yarn spun to make hearts break.
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188106
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Why are we not the clouds?
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