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#421    I'm only drawing colors from pictures.
Like the interesting much of yellow.
So can I please love you, like a stammer.
And live forever within more hello.
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#422    The sky looked for me like telescopes today.
And somehow the evening won.
I took great pains to hide my warmth.
Yet I think it saw my shun.
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#423    The frog's way to pollute is very clever.
An eerie low quiet no bog can jeer.
Untill awake talkers become very peaceful.
Then true tips of pine cones can steer.
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#424    Heart with proper direction finder.
To find a way up every minute.
Finding that positive so small.
To steer by such goodness in it.
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#425    Test all watch a sunset.
If none presenteth thee.
Hearts but willed with unrest.
Could point to one and see.
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#426    To live eight decades with no fun.
And not rebound the leerable option.
Like a weird judge behind a small room divider.
I unfold love across my bench too often.
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#427    They like the thought of you so much.
All my brain cells took a vote.
They want to think of you everyday.
So here's a poem they wrote.
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#428    Listen to your dreams.
They call you accurate names.
The billions of voices, searching for equals.
Only call you games.
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#429    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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#430    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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#431    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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#432    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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#433    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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#434    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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#435    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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#436    Benny did-you eat the stairs.
Where is that beetle in thee.
It's called a waR-Mat.
It's "terrible" tingles in me.
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#437    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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#438    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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#439    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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#440    Does my inner candle.
Cast shadows on my cell.
Or does wind and castle.
Cast shadows on my shell.
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#441    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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#442    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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#443    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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#444    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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#445    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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#446    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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#447    But I was old.
And by glimmers named.
We only say good morning.
On thought rivers tamed.
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#448    To-learn to speak, don't ask any questions.
Like how Friday "has" a special message tone.
Where castles have a place for rusted-bicycles.
She stops feeling well by phone.
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#449    We must've. But i didn't inform them.
Left leg? What is that? Is that anything like a state.
Actually you are doing something. But I won't.
We have less than seconds to gate.
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#450    I own this one. All barnacles before a foe.
I said never. Very sadly so.
With each "dash" banishing "words" from poems.
Time to date. Chargers up. No loans.
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