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#361    Around your toaster I hear things.
Lovely is one such word.
That goes on anything not yourself.
How envious butter heard.
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#362    Well let's see if you count the sun.
Then divide by a mist of stars.
And put all atoms in a clockwise circle.
I'm forty three cookie jars.
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#363    I wanted some alone time.
I strapped myself to-your dream stairs.
It started with, come on up.
A diamond and what's in there.
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#364    Curse oh well the golden way.
A million times wide and vast.
It is the heart's most cruelest may.
The mouth must open and ask.
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#365    Fish say hello.
The same way a field of cotton tries.
Happier in the evenings.
Just before the test of eyes.
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#366    I love the time before morning.
And the bird songs just before dawn.
Words aren't mean before warming.
And the sleeping are never wrong.
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#367    On the night I saw a faint Morse code.
From far beyond a spider's thread.
I discerned that signals carry power.
Because power only carries dread.
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#368    The greatest things there are to see.
Are made visible by observations.
The way the heavens own no light.
Or return key constellations.
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#369    Sip. Do it again. Lie down.
And bet some honey on that toaster.
She-has inner-eyes this big, that hot measure.
And we both know he will coaster.
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#370    A world that moves so fast outside.
Tires a seek inside so slow.
The anyway my idea escapes.
My inner eye must go.
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#371    Does my inner candle.
Cast shadows on my cell.
Or does wind and castle.
Cast shadows on my shell.
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#372    To know friends by their predicaments.
All choices are beauty when froze.
Standing farther than lonely beside them.
As silence unblissed earning chose.
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#373    Try not to speak rice of America.
The only way to go.
Dancers in the blinding snow.
The deep earth-anchored nightclub table woes.
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#374    I love our minds and how we think.
And how thoughts are hills and wavy.
But there's something missing I'm not sure what.
Like perhaps there's not enough of maybe.
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#375    Without pressure only desire.
Is there such an iron forged.
Refined by never known admire.
Steel bars my mind calls yours.
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#376    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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#377    But I was old.
And by glimmers named.
We only say good morning.
On thought rivers tamed.
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#378    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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#379    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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#380    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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#381    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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#382    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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#383    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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#384    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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#385    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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#386    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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#387    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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#388    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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#389    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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#390    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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