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#151    I play a game I call the unknown sure.
Where I'll find some detail on a public floor.
And wonder how no one has ever seen it before.
Then imagine I know how its warmth I wore.
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#152    Like that weird feeling, in an emptied home.
Balconies provide shivered irk!
Eery! the way, people are walking proof.
Their theory of how life should be, can work!
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#153    Each mind has become a governance.
Forehead countries have poured their "two".
The warm-war has become us.
It grew these flowers for you.
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#154    Neighbors are the true horizons.
So I do not need a sky.
Within the unknown depths of hearts.
I see all the seasons why.
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#155    Oh the way my voice sights cloud.
The obvious is a mist of wealth.
How hidden be joy from saying out loud.
Ideas only new to myself.
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#156    I know this is a personal question.
But how do you connect the dots?
In the mist of thinking screaming equals.
Should beauty join the dewdrop thoughts?
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#157    I want to talk to you about not pushing me well.
And so the deal is steel I'll do an essay once a week.
Where exactly do lobsters come from.
And could you pull me away from that deep.
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#158    I saw a meadow where the samed were wheat.
Where each stem wept the claim for tall.
Neared were the minds that never conceit.
And compare was the real force of all.
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#159    Do they ever set their clocks by jeers.
When our stop watch ears are timed by trees.
And if all our stems were found by years.
Could we ever become full grown tease.
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#160    It's an experiment with rain and a sideways sky.
With every psychic saying they don't know why.
Please answer cloud glancer with a morning vertical nod.
I was wondering if you've also been feeling single flawed.
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#161    My art needs no actual space.
As if hearts need no December.
That day I learned how cold is haste.
The true gallery is called remember.
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#162    Occasion liter pour your wine.
Shots heard only, in ears of mine.
Divided days that rapture lays.
A paved song, sing what stays.
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#163    Where is your coffee.
The better song you're in.
How about this guy. We'll have to brew nicely.
Remind-me it's you he sings.
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#164    Like scams are schemed by scum.
Like plans are dreamed by sum.
Like hands are mean by one.
My love is seen by none.
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#165    A Jackrabbit with one big-thumb front leg.
On a map rare speed.
It's thumb hurting from such deep surgeries.
Called what a woman seas.
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#166    I'll answer your questions.
Like the edges of clouds.
Smile when I'm maybe.
And paint how autumn bows.
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#167    With the unteachable self we know is there.
That earliest man soon found today.
As slowly as deadpan rhymes might hour.
I'll don't know what to say.
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#168    One step towards an irresistible woman.
Pause long enough to meet.
Five steps away from her down an embankment.
Until there's an elbow repeat.
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#169    And the winds of change are omnipresent.
And they always heat seek the learn.
And where ever we look too long at slightness.
The meanings of life will burn.
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#170    Within each morning as smart as free.
I have to recount, the internal tree.
For within each time I dreamed of life.
Distraction stung abstraction twice.
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#171    And how is that different?
You forgot to say.
Please answer in lonely.
And don't forget to sway.
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#172    Dear sooner cursed the key's inside you.
A deep magic to continue hue.
But don't turn the free times magnitude.
Turn it non third of gratitude.
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#173    Could you please tell me what is a vote.
Is it cold by nails or warm by coat.
Where exactly can one go try.
The loneliest digit at the end of pi.
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#174    I found this love note written in the evening sky.
By the stem of a daisy on the back of my eye.
Those lonely visions and my love of you.
I keep them in a place called a minute or two.
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#175    The correct way to use correctional lurid.
Is to apply some galaxay.
And upon man's history of improvement.
You must dare not stop his way.
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#176    I often look towards great Storm Vents.
And I fear the Stance most of Tall.
They'll choose so fast in just one torment.
The side Yet Not believed at all.
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#177    It measures care on the nectar scale.
Where the insect is least in question.
Near where the mozart steers the fine.
The uncalm teeds the teach them a lesson.
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#178    People should only wear white in winter.
That would be a sight to see.
A union that a devil could only hate.
And only my melt could ease.
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#179    Hold on! There's Justin Timberlake.
As actual as a nose.
He writes bread! And I'm dead!
Oh god let's pray for toes.
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#180    Please lie and be a one kink woman.
Or two kinks if crazy steams.
Or three thinks upon a vast forgiven.
Says my one heaven blink that leans.
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