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My 2056 Quatrains Ranked by Your Votes (the results)

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#151    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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#152    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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#153    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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#154    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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#155    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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#156    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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#157    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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#158    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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#159    I'll answer your questions.
Like the edges of clouds.
Smile when I'm maybe.
And paint how autumn bows.
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#160    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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#161    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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#162    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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#163    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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#164    And how is that different?
You forgot to say.
Please answer in lonely.
And don't forget to sway.
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#165    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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#166    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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#167    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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#168    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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#169    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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#170    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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#171    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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#172    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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#173    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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#174    Started to lock in!
Well excuse me! Well he can!
New relation-ship huh?
Are you buying, a towel plan?
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#175    Then it starts, and the room starts changing.
Heaven in repose.
Forget what dust has told you.
Talking fuels prose.
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#176    There it goes, pure guidance!
Avalanche talking snow.
Heavenly made, pure science.
Rocketing all we know.
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#177    Every person getting one quatrain.
A one two punch that lies.
Correcting itself, when it knows them.
With an almost reach that shies.
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#178    When searching for new artists and poets.
Unfortunately, it only takes one moment to name.
The sea if they are on the same budding branch.
Of the tree, you are working so hard to change.
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#179    Have you ever seen a dark as fumes?
I believe that might be home.
That silver lining must be loons.
Guidance take me known.
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#180    Let us talk all day of arts.
And as so tea must steam.
While lesser known the finer starts.
Our hearts we fill like cream.
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