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#1771    Act one has arisen.
Where three will not suit plain.
To the tune of Captain's Clover.
Or was that just my written aim.
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#1772    Alright agent Lisbon.
Do not talk about "this".
You and I are off-to the races.
I-hear Candle Glow might-fifth.
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#1773    The head that bounces. Let-me go.
To talk and put-me in her lap.
Hungry Hungry Hippo.
My ears that never quack.
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#1774    So height and no arrests.
In the closet light.
There the moths know what they're doing.
Torturing the night.
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#1775    Nearing RoGaine State. Do you want-to.
The timelines are the trouble.
Where is that ageing pillow.
I've never heard of stubble.
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#1776    That glass there.
Deformed so near the nightstand.
If I ever look-that fightened.
It's by the hand that took the less-than.
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#1777    But I have new insight.
Fragrance in her hair.
Absent there for hours-I-get it.
The beauty of her-stare.
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#1778    Agent Lisbon. After-her.
Cargo pants and all.
When-heard, it sounds so magical.
"The Tiger and the Wall".
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#1779    Like roses in the Klondike.
That Klingon's hold so dear.
Pandora holds my head from shivers.
And acclimates my "beer".
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#1780    Specialties. On your mark.
Rope and so much game.
Julie, shine your pirouette.
And Romeo, your-fame.
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#1781    But I have left that ring.
Commercials also-might as well.
Dancing to that flickering light.
Stars must never yell.
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#1782    Where is this-boxcar going.
Is it near Satin-Sheet's-Dispair.
Where rolling thunder will never "out deep".
A head asleep in cares.
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#1783    Officer "Wheelie"? Will it be ready?
Will it run on steam.
No. Everything has another reason.
This-head turns to lean.
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#1784    Because the random does not skate.
I'll never speak to tree.
And because the shadow does not leap.
My lust shall never ski.
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#1785    The walls make up a rabid room.
Nothing to offer twice.
Solemn being the distant howl.
No negatives ever nice.
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#1786    My bills are skinny. My pills are few.
Would that be just enough?
To warble in the reeds of giving.
No, that's not near pre-nup.
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#1787    Impressively learned upon a hassle.
That was the thirty shame.
The row across the dirty moat.
No trust must ever wane.
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#1788    Kindly sir return the duck.
Let go the course of stone.
Algebra is the only heaven.
That forgot my use of throne.
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#1789    Learn to the highest stacks and bow.
A ladder was my curse.
To the end of section Be.
My fingers almost thirst.
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#1790    Time the mission by the cue.
An albatross in sight.
And turn the pages Beverly.
Ahoy that dearest light.
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#1791    Like the shoes I wore at one.
That listed to and fro.
And in a glance to starboard once.
What I became has show.
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#1792    Question question question three.
I'll gently stop to name.
Yes I think we have that book.
Of someone else's pain.
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#1793    Sea has no time for non friends.
As only I have time for tea.
If towards lure shadows I cast a spite.
Key has no time for me.
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#1794    The nature of earth and a universe.
Always knows why men react.
It continually unsharpens their metaphors.
But I have no allergy to that.
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#1795    Think about your next hiccup.
Focus on it inside your chest.
The next one just won't happen.
My gift for you to test.
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#1796    Creativity and mental illness.
The magnifying glass to the ants.
Let's raise a toast as wide as wellness.
To the elbows then let's chance.
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#1797    Tone's paintings are very quiet.
Like poise when you count the moon.
You almost hear each painting's decision.
Like when should you say it's noon.
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#1798    I have a favorite color.
It's called let the women decide.
It looks very good in any light.
And if done wrong uncrys.
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#1799    I'll try not to speak among unchoices.
In the grave yard of the jeers.
Where I'll stand and fill with spokens.
Flowers no one wants to hear.
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#1800    To agree and to disagree.
Without splitting their tactics.
To comprehend without knowing.
Without combining their drastics.
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