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#301    She would have to be homely.
And know where dust lies stilled.
With eyes as moist as only.
And tea just as fulfilled.
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#302    To always love simplicity.
And believe it must exist.
To finally make a painting thus.
And arm its small with bliss.
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#303    Wonderful flying feet.
Unfortunately body hangs.
Knowledge is an empty street.
That owes its seethe to gangs.
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#304    The atom which mattered said to the atom unsung.
I love you but please don't watch the fun.
Have you ever been lonely within a breather.
That's kind-less, where pearls send all levers.
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#305    When silence comment's on a situation.
It provokes no reaction.
The hardest heart in the deepest despair.
Surely needs that traction.
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#306    Stack toilet paper rolls according to hidden messages.
And they'll become an elaborate mess.
That's cool knowing too much about a world.
But each stung becomes the dawns of chess.
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#307    Living like the bird unfound.
How unsword is the small profound.
Forgive a universe that meanly hides.
All the needs of a world in prides.
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#308    I am the night and wind at play.
Forlorn as your tinge of day.
If there is a magic word for hope.
Of it I shall never say.
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#309    Our lives are not our details.
Our eyes see not our diaries.
I knew you well with zero tell.
Because I only drew the ironies.
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#310    Confusion generators run on mixture.
With opposition and support mixed well.
Power your world with one choice of shifter.
Then kick start with one bliss and tell.
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#311    Words that build are told for height.
Rare among none we say.
As easy as living a few stacked right.
To measure a man's decay.
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#312    I always know when I'm in love.
Like trees a desert lends.
I thought I saw you twice today.
Of course it always ends.
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#313    To see who through a dimpled glass.
And know pi sums of lean.
My life fills up a painting masked.
Five symbols shy tons unseen.
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#314    Have you seen where I've been looking?
I can't find it anywhere.
I thought I left it inside my freedom.
So it could be any care.
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#315    All the world a host of hours.
Needs every second thought we'll have.
To steer the spoils away from sours.
Could you-aim your shy-sweet sad.
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#316    Massive raises its head.
For funny charger time.
Mistaking colossal's help.
And humanity's "flame" as mind.
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#317    Near the edges pierced unnamed.
With the strangest tacks of meeks.
Favorite art we hang unframed.
On a plane that does not preach.
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#318    Mind keeping every overdose.
Like the way we were.
Attention to detail's silver coast.
Moustache "I" concur.
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#319    Here is a photograph of us last year.
Well actually it's a poem.
But we're frozen just as hard I guess.
In that stuff we won't call known.
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#320    The pretty Doris option.
Somewhere in her home.
Her eyes with safety measures.
Breaking pyramids down alone.
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#321    Losing individually is natures way.
You are still "holding five records" young.
But how is this going to stretch a ship?
Try searching for "shoe stores", until you've "found one".
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#322    Behind every star of living.
I hide in the don't call us milieu.
Knowing bright stars are only bright by giving.
And because they're close to You.
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#323    Focus attention where you want tension.
As though thought must somewhere teed.
To change a world by the tiny mention.
Oh how I wish talk freed.
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#324    You're not giving away your food.
You've looked at it. Now keep three-inches away.
Nothing I've found gives me bad breath.
There's not-enough things that stay.
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#325    It's too high to make a fallout shelter.
Look at that last sentence know.
It's not like the outside world either.
History "leaves" tracks in the snow.
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#326    Whether there be reason to.
There remains the conjugal divit.
The only one sure thing in life.
Is that editors will edit.
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#327    What makes a clock an hour know.
Moments forgotten or chime.
Concert remembered by one blend.
Friend that was once mine.
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#328    We are "breathing" mountains here.
Like a "place" strapped to a stove.
Cheyenne is "such" rehearsal.
In tenderly you "wouldn't" have me code.
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#329    When I look at constellations.
I can see what your dreams are.
You'll have one million thoughts a month.
But you only get five stars.
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#330    Man with box on his head and arms held out.
Wandering woods near woman seated on ground.
He invites her to join him in his world.
And that's how men are crowned.
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