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#91    A Woman wearing a gold necklace looking down.
At many dirty pots and pans in a sink.
Why do schizotypals isolate.
You blink.
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#92    It's not by stature or envelope.
That knowledge is held by teams.
Dear song time ago and your single spark.
Can I watch you and fill my dreams.
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#93    In my wobbly apartment building.
Where I talk as far as Emily.
I search for my lost party shoe.
On the floors braced to my family.
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#94    In the language, of digital cameras.
A pixel is a metaphor.
Which means within, poetic brains.
We wash our screens with never more.
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#95    Near the subatomic scale they grow.
The who is following who.
And way above the planetary scale.
They harvest the me nearing you.
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#96    Oh gosh what's "a voice to say".
"In his heart", is Mem Orray.
Stunned as if Montana was.
Her egg shell white each day.
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#97    As ordered as the chestnut tree.
Stored at bay by squirrel in sockets.
A world kept just the way it should.
As coins within my pockets.
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#98    Precious Neural Roman Benches.
Scattered throughout my mind.
Where I can rest far long enough.
May I please quest her rhyme.
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#99    I don't think I'd like some extra burden.
We're not talking babies here. Just-watch-this.
Where couples together hang their cupboards.
A journey is just enough of-wish.
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#100    But today has-told me allot today.
Eagles fly like ducks.
My stove range worships the best schematic.
And bets "aboves" on me for luck.
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#101    That same way mirrors look like silver.
But also, exactly, recreate the game.
Any lies or truths, you might hear from me.
Deflect my homely effort to wane.
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#102    Do you know, that I spoke to Dan today?
He woke a scientist. "How can there be the abled"?
I bested him.
How can cobble taste the stable?
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#103    The last tent. And now it lets the rain through.
I baked her some bread filled with what she can't do.
Everyone wants to know what sounds so great.
If she never paints her words I'll wait.
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#104    A female standing in a massive tent.
With massive gears for her sans intent.
A male visitor to her massive Telescope.
Her hands offering him a Cantaloupe.
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#105    I would like to win, for the wind.
For its sadness, that goes through trees.
The mind is such a sad-less wing.
That why smiles, if dust recedes.
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#106    Would you like to see my art.
I own a five pixel camera.
Five symbols is all it takes.
And lonely folds the drama.
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#107    Of all the styles among inactions.
I sadly-choose quatrains so wilfully.
Because our world does not need poetry.
Only quotability.
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#108    I think I became small today.
So it's traditional to wear my uniform.
Sun dust sparkles, within a darkness.
Are "saluting" to my lesser, hello-storm.
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#109    Known as where the crickets shy.
Where fame is the least of man's.
I'm above within below the din.
Wondering if you have plans.
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#110    Today I mourned, that conversation.
True friends keep deep inside.
Because they know, our hibernation.
Would never match their stride.
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#111    In Georgia as good a place as any.
Faculty A vs faculty B.
I learned about taking care of it.
Doughnut-and-a-Tea.
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#112    Import myself. Does that mean it has to be won.
Over there is that-harbor named victory none.
Carry me right. Answer the bumps in the road.
Take me away from here. To privacy-coved.
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#113    It's been two thousand years, since the end of news.
And people are becoming outraged.
Today I think I may, have even seen.
A keyboard reaching help-age.
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#114    Where into the night.
What some understood, others understood.
I saw myself standing.
With famous feelings from meanderings.
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#115    She wears "out a garbage chute".
And has the "loneliest long hair".
And crosses "frames far enough".
To gather my "dreams of there".
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#116    She gets so small she wishes she wasn't there.
So she moves off to the shy.
"Some men are always so hungry, but check him out".
"He's how I feel inside".
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#117    Bus shelter within bus shelter.
World within world.
Waiting within waiting.
Pearl within pearl.
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#118    Tongue in cheek dragons know.
To answer yes or no.
Buttons can Squrve the rights of lines.
To display when old.
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#119    Like a man with ten thousand homes.
Within my mind I'm homeless.
Excuse me is this seat broken.
And are the windows timeless?
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#120    In this age of everything wireless.
I guess it's up to us to twine.
It always amazes me how wires get tangled.
As if they are trying to mind.
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