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#1081    A paper airplane dividing a feed of punch cards.
Where one side has no holes or seams.
I would ask you softly to have dinner with me.
If I could just compute what that means.
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#1082    There where the trend calls no friend.
Like the winds with inherited duties.
Be cautious then when names offend.
And be careful of their poisoned movies.
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#1083    Forgive me for my slowness.
But we are a private song.
I'm proudest of the highest notes.
And the sadness we prolonged.
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#1084    A motionless snail holding his cat as a mask.
With a computer next to its head.
Dressed in a traditional palace guard uniform.
In a world of things unsaid.
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#1085    Two art patrons with triangle heads.
Looking at the center of my pie shaped painting.
If they bunch at the atomic scale somehow.
I'll know after hunch by tainting.
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#1086    Time oh what a wondrous vessel.
To journey through the number pi.
How ellusive is the positive thought.
Like a broomstick I balance thy.
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#1087    Like physics at the end of day.
Rockets, they send back to nonperformance.
If race tracks have secret backwards oarsmen.
I'll only seek strength from their importance.
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#1088    Amateur taxi with name and logo.
Drawn on its door with permanent marker.
All women looking at my unworn treads.
And an evening getting darker.
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#1089    Miranda's little-try shy-guy.
Like an egg in a skateboarding glass park.
Try this we read the story say.
So of course we know last part.
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#1090    A man's thirty foot ham radio bench.
With countless homemade devices.
Not knowing how to put batteries in.
So he piles them on there for niceness.
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#1091    Want to be inspiration has no flow.
To knock but remove no fear.
Real inspiration is like nose picking.
Hello! Is there anybody here?
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#1092    With its light blue shade of habit.
And sun spun like a plastic fan.
With invisible true smiles of women.
I'm spinning all I am.
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#1093    A silent man with food hanging from his mouth.
With sort of two women fine dining.
A smart confident woman holding a drawing.
Of her sweet soft self tree climbing.
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#1094    May I please get to know you.
The same way a curse is long.
The same way a man sings no lifetime.
For a second of song.
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#1095    To that solution of the million loose rocks in a row.
And the results of all fractions per year.
In lieu of huge actions, I'll toast the microns of throw.
And to the get there from here, here here.
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#1096    Should I love you with lines or curves.
My paintbrush needs to know.
Wherever decide becomes decision.
That's where eye will go.
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#1097    With ties of untold believe strings.
There's knowing there's a single strand.
Excuse me miss have you seen things.
I hear there's a distant hand.
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#1098    Wave, at the goodbye chair.
Election night's tonight.
Sound-down like a clown.
Mini boats are glancing right.
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#1099    Arresting a government, man's-binary.
On or Off like hoovering blend.
As ghastly, as, interstellar space.
Vacuuming my place again.
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#1100    I don't care what drugs they're on.
They all-need hungry soup.
Some people say nothing sad.
Mad, mad, mad.
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#1101    Looking out a window.
And seeing a communications-tower.
Now fifty percent closer.
Than it-has-been for hours.
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#1102    The fire logs, now are-plenty.
No tip-toes over clothes.
Burning alot, but never hearing.
Five pennies in the loads.
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#1103    I am interested, by myself.
In the Fran on channel wait.
But the electric-eye is so sweet.
I hold you so, too late.
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#1104    A hand with adhesive coloured buttons.
Falling off when it thinks delusion.
A celebrity hosting his own birthday bash.
Sitting-alone avoiding-confusion.
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#1105    Maybe it changes, something in the air.
I have nothing in storage so it must be rare.
Man in iron mask, behind a stare.
I'll sell him for peanuts. I'll display his care.
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#1106    And now the rainbow listens.
Migration being born-or-pride.
Leaving behind an arching mission.
Along, somewhere there, I tried.
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#1107    Elephant doing hand stand on roof of his mansion.
Hoping to impress his neighbors.
Then walking carefully inside undancing.
On floors which are ice he savours.
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#1108    Wanda by thirty.
Thirty, thirty, thirty, thirty.
Whoever you are. You are on a secret mission.
Somewhere other than fission.
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#1109    Like old milk cartons with the usual directions.
Saying no more than the usual dosage.
Here the strongs of men become songs of when.
And being torn requires the usual postage.
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#1110    A door with a sign indicating a future.
Place where neutral people can speak.
Where interruptions so rare can become repairs.
And yell can become tell deep.
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