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#361    No deal nor should has yet impede.
What is swirled by the power of wants.
As rhymely small as the heard indeed.
Is the unstoppable returned response.
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#362    But I was old.
And by glimmers named.
We only say good morning.
On thought rivers tamed.
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#363    Behold the dafidills with linger.
For as long as we can think.
And measure time from thumb to finger.
And mind as wide as blink.
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#364    Oh come on, you're not going to offend.
The excuse is in being challenged to heal terribly.
Hmm. I think I look like that.
Are they going to pick me up and bury me.
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#365    Converting circles into squares.
Requires every-triangle side that shows.
The mind of men, hurt in golden moulds.
If you intrude on that, hide glows.
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#366    As never say good morning man.
I fight for all terms unsung.
Ideas so small they have no voice.
Yet every man points at one.
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#367    They are, two anguishes of angel hair close now.
To solving a question once and for all.
If they could just stop the train of circumference.
Turning phantom as its track becomes small.
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#368    Silent centers move so slowly.
They hardly move at all.
So bravely in a room of talkers.
I see silent centers crawl.
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#369    Join me for coffee in the best frontier.
Where no place has greater depths.
Testing our souls to points of tear.
Siting on our front steps.
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#370    She would have to be lonely.
On her street that dead ends.
To find me before morning.
On her crosswalk of friends.
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#371    Then when no one sees you.
Shine night through seven days.
Where there's pensive trace a lark.
And you've made poetrays.
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#372    Argue with someone for what they do.
Or direction their words might lean.
My favorite armament though has no who.
They can't argue with what you dream.
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#373    You would know me less by near.
Nor I should kiss for disappear.
How shadows twine thyn revery bright.
My heart a bulb you give one thought each night.
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#374    And when she crushed his heart making.
Every unknown science agree.
The lowest decibel was nearly recorded.
When an un-moist quark lost she.
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#375    If I ever run in heaven.
I will walk and ask one know.
How come slow is actually fast.
And fast is actually slow.
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#376    Though big pictures fight alone like wind chimes.
Storm never has seen one lose.
Their strife so simple like boarding inclines.
Warm tethers but it must choose.
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#377    For the very same reasons, that my government.
Should never give me the right to drive.
I will never dangerously give myself.
The right to talk, more than eyes.
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#378    Intention is my favorite word.
Rare as defeat meets lung.
As valuable as our right to speak.
Is the power to hold our tongue.
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#379    A man dies not from mistakes.
But by their accumulations.
He would live forever were not.
Deared sights before creditations.
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#380    Happiness just like bliss.
Always lagged behind.
Forging ahead the will led.
But the pausing heart knew pine.
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#381    Turn the lights off when you leave.
The night time makes me sure.
Fearing all atoms are solar systems.
And electricity was war.
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#382    The electronic fun transfers.
To the ePaper news at-tunes.
All the choices for naming realities.
We made on the 3d looms.
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#383    If you hear me speaking just ten words.
It's because I'm thinking of ten thousand heards.
Like for instance because they love your eyes.
Wherever you blink them, a river dries.
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#384    Symbols harm no souls like wonder.
Fused and lit but thrown no thunder.
Where in hand only knowledge measures.
Like casualties their wrong forevers.
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#385    To harm as less a season.
The best dressed days were why.
The crime of rest for reason.
Chance to equal I passed by.
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#386    I've lived my life in one city.
Which is too many to count with glees.
And like the way I've known all cities.
I've known you by all trees.
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#387    You see that empty chair right there.
That's the man I was.
Please don't laugh too loud or soft.
The man I was might love.
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#388    That's what poets call.
The fear of pressing the button.
Who'll grow up today.
And publish the rights to nothin?
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#389    An illusion that I would love for.
Of a song I would never sing.
Needs a vacancy for my fracture.
Do you have such a nothing thing?
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#390    Somewhere there beside the action.
Two leers behind the acquiesce.
Loft in the garden of main distraction.
I'm hoping they build their finesse.
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