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#1651    A sheep straddling fence.
Running along near wall.
I'm sorry city I cannot dance.
I only go far as mall.

#1652    A will that would of touch a said.
If wish its only need.
To be at odds with shadow's light.
Old struggles inside of me.

#1653    Dare to teach the sun a lesson, and hide
in the freezing cold. Let the be world
teach you gently, or by its sting be told.
To whet oh pliable soul.

#1654    Of all the ways to record a football game.
Or keep a diary to stitch what seems.
I present to you in these walls.
Art from lucid dreams.

#1655    I would give a kiss to know.
Why our centers turns so slow.
I would live a wish to throw.
Why the gentler am we stow.

#1656    Since truth is darkness and love is bright.
And revision is a weight not fight.
Like our judicial choices are made up from grabs.
And details are made up from spite.

#1657    In love of life no splinter grows.
And quatrains are the pain for those.
Where within the smart of my never art.
True enjoyment flows in droves.

#1658    Man seated on large front steps thinking.
With pope in rocking chair behind hymn.
There are two worlds that sing a man.
Where he's going and where he's been.

#1659    By tangles and knots.
How my universe strings.
Could your universe love me.
Oh know knot again.

#1660    Like when you're on a desert.
And someone's on a dune.
Chance is good they are nice.
But what's their chance of youn.

#1661    I'm sorry I forgot to phone you.
I painted myself into a corner.
I call it lower half of woman crouching.
Holding photo of tiger before her.

#1662    Please break up with me on a rainy day.
And meet me under a tree.
So when it hurts and I can not breath.
You'll hear the rain not me.

#1663    Gray silhouettes of man and woman free falling.
In fetal positions seven feet apart.
Excuse me miss are you falling alone.
May I please share this art.

#1664    I own a single bed.
And you own a double.
I see the hardest part of this.
Is going to be the cuddle.

#1665    I stared at the phone for fifteen hours.
It's been fifteen years since that day.
Now I know the tearful truth.
You can't dial a phone that way.

#1666    Please don't speak to me in words.
Please point at the average with wrong.
And there among so many rights.
Only the reason might song.

#1667    When I close my eyes I can see anything.
My soul starves not during that while.
But I opened my mind to travel like flowers.
And I stopped here to drink from your smile.

#1668    Have you ever looked at a dreary day.
And suddenly it stayed that way.
So I'm taking a survey can you answer please.
Which is better a or d's?

#1669    A snail appears so slow.
But oh how fast it is.
To take from life at such a rate.
And just as fast it gives.

#1670    Of raven and of albatross.
Height becomes a man of soup.
Beleaguered to ingest the prose.
Of a library's truth.

#1671    Potatoes on that arm.
Riddled with puppet.
And fashioned to the linen door.
Oh please oh thorn not yet.

#1672    As I can be an actor.
A stage can be my wet.
As normalized as distant cloves.
Oh how-thus gleams this set.

#1673    Act one has arisen.
Where three will not suit plain.
To the tune of Captain's Clover.
Or was that just my written aim.

#1674    The head that bounces. Let-me go.
To talk and put-me in her lap.
Hungry Hungry Hippo.
My ears that never quack.

#1675    Alright agent Lisbon.
Do not talk about "this".
You and I are off-to the races.
I-hear Candle Glow might-fifth.

#1676    So height and no arrests.
In the closet light.
There the moths know what they're doing.
Torturing the night.

#1677    Nearing RoGaine State. Do you want-to.
The timelines are the trouble.
Where is that ageing pillow.
I've never heard of stubble.

#1678    That glass there.
Deformed so near the nightstand.
If I ever look-that fightened.
It's by the hand that took the less-than.

#1679    But I have new insight.
Fragrance in her hair.
Absent there for hours-I-get it.
The beauty of her-stare.

#1680    Agent Lisbon. After-her.
Cargo pants and all.
When-heard, it sounds so magical.
"The Tiger and the Wall".

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