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Description: | There used to be a quiet. It wasn't deafness, it was roses But they don't make it any more They think it was a toy |
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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: | The earth is never still, but speaks her lovers lying twined among the roots of grasses, lying long stretched out from hill to hill There wher... |
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Description: | We were promised, we were told that candy came in stripes and boxes But some was stacked, like lost rewards, the chocolate-coated paradoxes |
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Description: | Bring back somehow the big Hello Prolong the noisiest day The clapping hands are stilled too soon And much too far away |
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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: | Something less than the half of everything is the better, the partner, the woman waiting What counselor, over his shoulder, can count the ways |
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Description: | The bargain was that the driven wedge would never be withdrawn |
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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: | The first time out of doors in shirtsleeves is a moment of kindlier feeling, of stern and lonely reservations gladly set aside. With the passing ... |
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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: | All about, wherever a thought stirred, are the memorabilia of its traces. As it is spoken, so is it written; as it is crucified, so is it grav... |
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Description: | An unhappy majority some of whom voted for frivolous reasons reflected the north/south split In their nascent paranoia, they preached their vi... |
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Description: | In God we Trust assorted needs The complex amplitudes and waste are never balanced, only tasted |
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Description: | Let us be wrong in all our judgments At that fine point We cannot quite believe the steps between the superstitions The feathers, the little e... |
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Description: | Dearest Daughter, The year is flown. We can't compete and we stand alone |
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Description: | "I am the man with measuring pole on my shoulder. At the age of 21 years I was sawing log in the woods. Since then I have seen the old time way go and the ... |
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Description: | Each little world has its private Atlas working his ethic in longhand toward the stage set for the point of No Return |
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Description: | No one will tell No one would dare to put in print the Secret Knowledge. That word of mouth is frozen deep and all Report is still |
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