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#241    Thinking is the best fed curse.
Speak makes the separate wean.
To never know the less said worst.
What was part of us till seen.

#242    Then my five pixel camera.
Answered her question in kind.
Inside must be simple.
Because outside is all time.

#243    If I were near smart enough.
To make everything just right.
Or would I hold my part of life.
At magic angle like kite.

#244    A painting shall always have magic wings.
But will fly forever between two things.
It will rest upon the rocks it knows.
But will oft as thought fly far as chose.

#245    To rise above ground level.
Be given a voice and breeze.
To stand just once and revel.
That's all I ask of needs.

#246    The world nears all her cusps untold.
And steers by her rudder rot.
Rhyming nothing quite so old.
As the tiny private thought.

#247    Have you ever searched the Internet.
To find your other word.
And pro wrestlers holding large writing pens.
In headlocks almost heard.

#248    She would have to be homely.
And know where dust lies stilled.
With eyes as moist as only.
And tea just as fulfilled.

#249    To always love simplicity.
And believe it must exist.
To finally make a painting thus.
And arm its small with bliss.

#250    Wonderful flying feet.
Unfortunately body hangs.
Knowledge is an empty street.
That owes its seethe to gangs.

#251    The atom which mattered said to the atom unsung.
I love you but please don't watch the fun.
Have you ever been lonely within a breather.
That's kind-less, where pearls send all levers.

#252    When silence comment's on a situation.
It provokes no reaction.
The hardest heart in the deepest despair.
Surely needs that traction.

#253    Stack toilet paper rolls according to hidden messages.
And they'll become an elaborate mess.
That's cool knowing too much about a world.
But each stung becomes the dawns of chess.

#254    Living like the bird unfound.
How unsword is the small profound.
Forgive a universe that meanly hides.
All the needs of a world in prides.

#255    I am the night and wind at play.
Forlorn as your tinge of day.
If there is a magic word for hope.
Of it I shall never say.

#256    Our lives are not our details.
Our eyes see not our diaries.
I knew you well with zero tell.
Because I only drew the ironies.

#257    Confusion generators run on mixture.
With opposition and support mixed well.
Power your world with one choice of shifter.
Then kick start with one bliss and tell.

#258    Words that build are told for height.
Rare among none we say.
As easy as living a few stacked right.
To measure a man's decay.

#259    I always know when I'm in love.
Like trees a desert lends.
I thought I saw you twice today.
Of course it always ends.

#260    To see who through a dimpled glass.
And know pi sums of lean.
My life fills up a painting masked.
Five symbols shy tons unseen.

#261    Have you seen where I've been looking?
I can't find it anywhere.
I thought I left it inside my freedom.
So it could be any care.

#262    All the world a host of hours.
Needs every second thought we'll have.
To steer the spoils away from sours.
Could you-aim your shy-sweet sad.

#263    Massive raises its head.
For funny charger time.
Mistaking colossal's help.
And humanity's "flame" as mind.

#264    Near the edges pierced unnamed.
With the strangest tacks of meeks.
Favorite art we hang unframed.
On a plane that does not preach.

#265    Mind keeping every overdose.
Like the way we were.
Attention to detail's silver coast.
Moustache "I" concur.

#266    Here is a photograph of us last year.
Well actually it's a poem.
But we're frozen just as hard I guess.
In that stuff we won't call known.

#267    Behind every star of living.
I hide in the don't call us milieu.
Knowing bright stars are only bright by giving.
And because they're close to You.

#268    Focus attention where you want tension.
As though thought must somewhere teed.
To change a world by the tiny mention.
Oh how I wish talk freed.

#269    Whether there be reason to.
There remains the conjugal divit.
The only one sure thing in life.
Is that editors will edit.

#270    What makes a clock an hour know.
Moments forgotten or chime.
Concert remembered by one blend.
Friend that was once mine.

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