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| Description: | She didn't quite make clear what we were going to find when we got here on the outer edge of worry It wasn't Chinamen and it wasn't wild rice A ha... |
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| Description: | The Little Bluebirds — has anyone expressed it better than Judy Garland singing . . . why, oh why, can't I |
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| Description: | 200 years this tree grew here and so did I We were raised here and brought up young ones |
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| Description: | The style of reachings, temporal or spiritual, for transformation of the earth. The chapel of Rockford Female Seminary, later Rockford College, 1889-1892... |
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| Description: | Well-scrubbed proprieties, in no danger except the possible over-minding of their own manners or being out-voted by Activists |
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| Description: | As though the tree inclined lacked discipline, pruned of its working part |
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| Description: | The world is flat; we get around this stretched credulity by going straight as an arrow and meeting ourselves in a space of time |
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| Description: | If you will tell me, then, the things that you have read I shall not have heard of them but I will read them for your sake There is a meeting ... |
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| Description: | De Pere, Wis. The sound has never left the harp The song will never leave the well |
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| Description: | Always looking at the vacancy in that great sea of people All there ever was was a greeting card and that one a mirage |
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| Description: | White horses, white fences that money can't buy |
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| Description: | Everybody was wonderful Stars kept rising, pink and gold Trailing threads of breathless music barely out of reach Hand to hand around the n... |
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| Description: | A word without momentum that settled on a note of calm caught wind and spun its venom into froth, to cool a Sunday afternoon in June |
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| Description: | Face up to the oncoming interest due when it's blushing right there as a shadow and the fact is a whistle away |
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| Description: | Put aside anything so futile All that fermented time spent and blackened, much obscured, is now restored with cheese and wine |
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| Description: | Every macho-mind knows exactly what and where it is — up front, smoking hot, born to circumstance, savage watchman of the several thousand Rights |
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| Description: | A fire is not a place, but a containment to keep burning. A reassembly of inner flames around the patriarch, A school and script for golden we... |
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| Description: | If we could look forward? If they could have looked forward? at what kind of life along what kind of dotted lines? At the top of the stairs, t... |
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| Description: | Dearest Daughter, The year is flown. We can't compete and we stand alone |
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| Description: | A child could count in rounded numbers the Christmas chance of pudding from the sky |
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