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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: | 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: | It's a day for celebration, just to be so cheering glad and everyone to know |
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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: | 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: | Against the prescience of disaster is the safety of even numbers |
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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: | Rooms remembered for what they led to What they shut out and how they silent sang |
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| Description: | You who were spared I talked with night but last about the velvet years I remember from the window The one that is blown is the one gone wild |
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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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| Description: | That time of year. Let's go watch the big wheels The Saint, the King of Breakup with his Fool, parade the tarot Jack of Dice, their drumme... |
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| Description: | Some towering hand-made genius had fighting words to sell |
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| Description: | Lightning cleared the air, that we could see just how deep the rootland lay Far below the wished for, but not beyond the Will |
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| Description: | That instinct path to the waiting door is a mile of running beyond the last ounce of bursting heart |
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