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#421    Track records are amazing things.
As the deeds we've grown are stars.
And all we need to guess our future.
Is think soft and count our hards.
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#422    We only need to speak two languages.
The second one is for nobility.
In today's society it helps alot.
If you can understand negativity.
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#423    Someday I'll tell you and you'll be glad.
Why I invented the phone.
It has to do with a song of silence.
When a man's alone.
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#424    Personality makes it's own slopes.
The angles it fights then slides.
But the lone key reaches gentle grades.
Then only one lock it tries.
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#425    Complex and simple share a trust.
To trust the other is there.
They'll never meet but always touch.
Within your eyes like cares.
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#426    Thy so ripe passed middle age.
Why shy eyes might disclose.
And I by hopes tie my wither cage.
Escape nigh hat tip knows.
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#427    There is a bravery so contrived.
It nearly can't exist.
To look on all the near before thee.
And not move or make a wish.
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#428    Welcome weary endless traveler.
Come in and rest your bones.
And let me show you wondrous thing.
I've done by staying home.
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#429    I spend ten hours asleep every-night learning.
Another ten thousand of my theories are true.
Can we think any nice of a real world so dice.
Every life that ever lived thought new.
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#430    Like dripping cola into a pile of ashtrays.
It's called the oldest complexities effect.
Just mix in tall trees from zeroed suns.
And more what does the young gain from that.
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#431    How much apology does melt by air.
When would be lovers are allowed to stare.
And how much soul can eye linger take.
From men and women who hesitate.
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#432    And all the clocks that time forgot.
And the hourglasses too.
And start them all at once.
To time my love for you.
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#433    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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#434    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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#435    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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#436    A woman permanently under care.
In a psychiatric ward.
Because she sees her employer's vision.
She's a woman I've never bored.
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#437    The only thing youth need to know about atoms.
They can learn best from the sandbox averages.
Building everything with all their and heart and soul.
And borrowing forever from the untoned adages.
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#438    Basically within five minutes.
I'm this excited, about sand.
And then I hear it, "five blocks London".
Her "washing machine" cursing man.
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#439    Make sure you take your mind off the computer.
A zero command no one can understand.
Then find a jerk, that you like. And tell us about it's boot.
And how it's "math-dreams end up." Hidden in the mute.
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#440    Too soft. And too brave. As dried up sand.
Her first novel; Is Rain as Coat as Date?
It seems whenever she's done, talking with me.
Nothing ever, comes from where I wait.
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#441    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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#442    Test all watch a sunset.
If none presenteth thee.
Hearts but willed with unrest.
Could point to one and see.
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#443    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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#444    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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#445    Listen to your dreams.
They call you accurate names.
The billions of voices, searching for equals.
Only call you games.
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#446    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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#447    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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#448    A very well rested frog on a rock.
Who has never needed to look upward.
Studying mysteries of the brook he is reading.
Kind of like feeding supper.
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#449    Why are there no cars here?
Am I facedown because of my tune?
Why are frogs, never lonely?
And why are there lakes on my moon?
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#450    Why are there "pressures" to try for?
Why do clouds seem like concrete blocks?
And why does it rain every Saturday?
Is it because-sometimes I'm a rock?
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