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#421    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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#422    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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#423    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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#424    And all throughout thoughts I guessed so.
Tired is-that sound most likely.
That there must be enough traffic somewhere.
That knows your character slightly.
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#425    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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#426    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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#427    But I was old.
And by glimmers named.
We only say good morning.
On thought rivers tamed.
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#428    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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#429    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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#430    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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#431    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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#432    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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#433    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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#434    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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#435    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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#436    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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#437    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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#438    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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#439    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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#440    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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#441    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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#442    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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#443    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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#444    A man dies not from mistakes.
But by their accumulations.
He would live forever were not.
Deared sights before creditations.
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#445    Happiness just like bliss.
Always lagged behind.
Forging ahead the will led.
But the pausing heart knew pine.
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#446    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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#447    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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#448    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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#449    I am the Voltage of Leaf Miller.
So off course just-like sand.
With even a map to Lady Worth.
Somehow comedy closed my hand.
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#450    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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