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#331    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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#332    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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#333    Embostic Red, before it opens?
My wishes? I can't even say them, Dear.
Coffees, please. But only if he wants them.
And cream matching the hunger up here.
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#334    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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#335    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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#336    That's John. He's throwing it. But why sir only two?
Unless you mean the ropes sir? No! I'm only mean to glue.
Think of "things" in memory. Time was not "like" that.
It was "like" a watch for instances, that only asked for slack.
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#337    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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#338    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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#339    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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#340    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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#341    Massive raises its head.
For funny charger time.
Mistaking colossal's help.
And humanity's "flame" as mind.
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#342    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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#343    Mind keeping every overdose.
Like the way we were.
Attention to detail's silver coast.
Moustache "I" concur.
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#344    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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#345    The pretty Doris option.
Somewhere in her home.
Her eyes with safety measures.
Breaking pyramids down alone.
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#346    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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#347    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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#348    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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#349    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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#350    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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#351    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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#352    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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#353    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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#354    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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#355    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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#356    There's a way of looking I kite the most.
With soft hues of inner blands and blends.
With a tilt to one side that sees two dogs.
And two owners that will never be friends.
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#357    I'll never wear legs and arms together.
When I wake I choose my missions.
If I wear my arms I'll stay home and love.
Or wear legs outside conditioned.
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#358    I would feel much safer.
If the word god was replaced by the number zero.
Then every equation would never hate.
And never love the strong odd arrow.
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#359    My business card logo has of two letter L's.
With something between them forgotten.
For only a woman who sits down with her breakfast.
And states she'll be drinking half my caution.
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#360    On the finest paper like can see.
Can I send a letter to a tree.
My life defined on just one card.
To you I send the whiteness marred.
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