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Hey don't stop now.
The feeling "this down" good.
Of course I mean philosophy.
Let's "guess or rise" our meadow should.
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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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You're missing something.
Arrange, arrange, arrange.
Doodle to the messenger.
That's what I want to change.
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Have a peanut man.
Put it in your ear.
Just-watch what happens.
The second-report is near.
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It was named after the best of them.
To the front and Center.
"Boy" I know one thing.
The average calculator.
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Stand up.
And almost take a bow.
"Danilions", count them.
Now suddenly say-Ow.
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I know BoBo's Bath was fixing.
Land him in the lake.
Be determined Mister-Billy.
What are you all looking at. (a fake).
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There it is. That "what you know".
Wrapped in what you guessed.
In a box of what you learned.
Taped-up with strong finesse.
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You'll want to be patient. But look to the left.
THERE is a quiet life.
Remember it is, just an illusion.
A loud noise, to a prisoners wife.
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It's a box. And it's a car.
But also just a Toad and more.
No-one should see, stuff-found in sharks.
We've heard that song before.
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A behemoth with much excitement.
It's-breath smells-as bad as "lore".
Yes you can read it. It's coming up soon.
Eraser, pencil, floor.
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Does he have something like-an apartment.
Well perhaps. A bit lazy wash no "dish".
He's gone to buy a whimsical one.
With tweed measurements and a fish.
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No fins. But we've got its wings repaired.
And a cage to hold the "id".
Forty dollars-for its blanket.
And the laundry-Stonehenge did.
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Is this what it's been doing all these years.
It cares for the Kayaks won.
It's half passed two. You know dad.
It's a bowling shirt for one.
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How did you get its positive back.
In the cage from which it flew.
It looks very good in the sand.
So here is what you do.
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At the coughing-machine.
There's a two hundred dollar chick.
Hold the lantern, desperately-inside.
Look for the wisest quip.
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See if it can sink or swim.
And feed-it little wrongs.
But do not yell "in here's a bird".
The "ember" will be gone.
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Few will ever view it.
Please note the zero wingspan.
Exits are at the lumps-and-tears.
Please fasten all your plans.
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Positive or negative.
Choose your cameras please.
At the truly tiniest moment.
Apply some chemistry.
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Remember all your rulers.
Use your current-one real fast.
Measure wing-tips to the drool.
And prepare to hear the draft.
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Yes it was impossible.
That-one got away.
It positively stayed inside.
We think it rhymed with "hey".
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Here we are, in front of an old-truck-stop.
(Those positive, will see a store).
And to our right, you see-musical notes.
In barrels of ignore.
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They are used to bang numerous-things.
Mostly keyboard-keys and wings.
But how-high or low they go.
Depend on how-far the rib cage "pings".
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What do the major six wear?
Upon the guardian slope.
Wow. Three thousand pounds?
That's allot of coat.
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I'll stay off the fingers.
Leprechauns are-not new.
Luck has nothing, to do with it.
All "thirds" are atoms too.
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I will-not hold my-fingers, to air.
When impossibility is due.
Because words, are flying to the meanings.
That typewriters never always knew.
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They told me to go to Reverent Park.
The thorns are off there. So no.
The scene is off there. No go.
Wherever I'm at. No show.
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You guys? Is this how.
We're supposed to do it.
Arresting me now toe to bank.
That-whatever oh sweet shoe fit.
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Let no writing industries put asunder.
Two words that want to be the same.
By the hour of the state invested in me.
I pronounce my love in twain.
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Doctor, what WORLD did this?
I'm on the waterfront asking.
How do blankets feel from new?
Stuffed, clean blank and lasting.
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How can I ever read newspapers-again.
Send "up the gas" and "stuff".
Oh I remember now.
Keep reading who made lust.
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How are people eloping?
Not a chance in hell.
Listen to "Miss-Nancy".
Wear the intimate-pills.
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Not much money? "Ten minutes".
However researchers beg to differ.
They may not realize how "bad" it is.
But who reads tonight's Big-Dipper.
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It's not even necessary.
I have a thousand-ranges for-rent.
So what do you really want.
Ignore that meaning's dent.
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It kind of has a key.
Let's fix it up, and see what's there.
Seems like a fountain.
Exactly like-an engineer.
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First everyone start their heroes.
That's what happens to-a broken heart.
Are you truly being serious.
That's the problem. When-one-hits the art.
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Hey you. Right there at the back.
What is keeping it-all-running.
It sounded very good-until.
Let's just "say" the endless-lack.
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Let's turn it on.
And see what makes it steam.
How about now "which" colour.
Smoke so humbly-green.
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Hello profits, meet the Kids.
And then also meet the Roads.
Hey gorgeous, are you nervous.
Understandably so.
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Stop it "was" undeserving.
It wasn't at your beckon call.
Struggling until-once it heard us.
The machine now has those balls.
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Now "it's" over there.
Mommy where's my boots.
Please take-out all permissions.
And realign the scoops.
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Are you coughing all alone.
The ego system's down.
Let us kick "sandals" to the statue.
There's plenty there by now.
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Because it's heavy once again.
And the song was awful slow.
And salt said to the never.
Please tell us what you know.
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What was "all" it wanted.
Could you please, pass the shame.
Now arriving at gate eleven.
The weakest engine that we made.
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It bubbles out "undo" fractions.
It warbles more than floor.
And "when" it lifts it's hands out.
It barely knows what for.
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So mighty "as" seen by laughter.
For it can concentrate.
And-although not a dancer.
A broken heart can wait.
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It doesn't-know what "is" pronoun.
And can hardly hold "a door".
And was never-ever necessary.
Yet poetry grew so core.
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Inside view of bagel-sandwich show.
Fifteen to ends.
Rottings to friends.
Things my psychiatrist should know.
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It was unbelievable. Did you to see it?
Avalanches were just as-slow.
Ah! Taking the end slice of breads.
Only gentle enough wakings-snow.
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Okay first we have to take it apart, (and change).
Never would I "live" in-a house with one.
The horizon is-not too far for Me.
I can do-it if I run.
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Hey! Did you last night, mumble that...
For instance... "I think I have mother's coat".
And then... "Everybody I've come home".
And 25 others... like "Sorry Johns don't vote".
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For some reason I couldn't see you.
I guess those buttons fell off third.
It did seem like allot of people to me.
Satin sheets, fine finish, and happy orders sir.
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If I wore shinning armor.
And the shadows could be seen.
I would fight your bad guys.
By going into your dreams.
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And there inside your alley.
I'd find a crying fawn.
And I would cure its bite marks.
And arm it with a song.
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And the sunlight would then travel
At impossible to measure speeds.
And wash away the shadows.
And fill your dream with trees.
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And all those little fires.
Before you let them grow.
I would say a magic word
And rain on all your foes.
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And I would hold you dearly.
Even though I'd have no arms.
And I would tell you passions.
Till all the words were gone.
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And you then stirred to morning.
And in your eyes I shone.
"Hello sleepy head", I'd say.
"Guess what the coffee's on".
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Listen to your dreams.
They call you accurate names.
The billions of voices, searching for equals.
Only call you games.
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There are non-words we know aren't true.
Olfactory-hallucinations have never "spelled".
Oh brave new Internet that has such Tip-Quips.
And forest fast-trucks-tractoring her compels.
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Man with deformed arm.
On cloud not-reaching down for luck.
Busy-river hung sideways.
Mature-Woman not reaching up.
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House guest with hands in pockets.
Stepping forward too shy-to-say.
Roses are the same you know.
Adding stealth that way.
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A Bird supplying saliva.
An elephant being-shocked.
By electricity from a theatre.
Turning away unwatched.
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Man in dark in his apartment.
Pretending that he's a lamp.
Woman inspecting ashtrays.
To see if he is a champ.
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The hands of man and woman.
Exchanging fishbone keys.
Front of house lasting only.
Both sides with mailbox-bees.
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A man and woman, with zero expressions.
And-no place to go.
A lightbulb hiding a man's lips.
And wires on shoulders glow.
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A doctor wearing a-tuxedo.
At bus station disproving claims.
Measuring the distance, of a patient.
From the walls and stains.
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A d-list hollywood actor, retrieving pizza.
With a plastic hat; coat and spine.
Under bleachers, during filming-breaks.
And plastic badge that reads "offline".
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Mean lips saying, (super-closeup).
Your passport is no use to me.
Lawn chair on the head of bed.
Many-ships on-wavy-sea.
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And abandoned derelict boats.
Such a certified goodbye.
As she walks she-walks.
All yes-alone's we buy.
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There are ten people in a darkroom.
If they can prove that they exist.
With an arsenal of only odd behaviours.
Divide pi in-two plus this.
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Abandoned derelict boats.
Such a certified goodbye.
As she walks she walks.
All yes-alone's we buy.
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It's all about reversals.
And practice till the end.
The fires of life and the trapeze pebble.
And the people money spend.
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Place is a place ruled by air.
That wisps the loudest Hydrangeas.
Where would you live with so much invisible.
Tolerance for wrong ideas.
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A male picking up dog droppings.
Before the poetry-readings ran.
Always dreaming towards beverly-hills.
Feeling it's-good to be a man.
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Woman-opening woman's bedroom door.
So her friend can evaluate the nervous.
Prospects of a lonely man.
Ascending the attic-stairs so-cursive.
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New-secretary with-many tooth-picks.
In her hair by the end of day.
From other secretaries, blowing them at her.
Through straws to make her stay.
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Large breasted woman joking about her size.
Lifting and dropping them like in Movies.
Towards her professional-duties.
She walks-onward in secret-disguise.
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Watching a motorcycle speed away.
From this view, its-finest minutes.
On a kind-of-highway it will barely know.
Because it sadly has no limits.
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Post-apocalyptic food-delivery response.
Requesting your order be re-sent.
With more adherence to perfect protocol.
Please always name your vent.
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Point of view only, racing in circles.
Inside large-vacant shopping-mall.
Making plans to enjoy refreshments.
Horse designing it's own fast stall.
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Teenage psychic.
Looking at teacher's sea.
To teasers behind him.
Softly answering "three".
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Spock cutting an apple computer logo.
Onto-the back of a jungle villain.
With the tip of his favorite writing spear.
Zombies have trouble chill'n.
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Futuristic person's head.
DNA modified into being a goat.
The same way people once-tattooed.
How many houses are on the back of their-boat.
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Breakfast hash-brown stuck to shoulder.
Kitchen-timer stuck to nose.
Dropped from a bridge into a river.
A genie lamp and-one red rose.
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A gentleman seeing no point to warming.
His toes in the fountain of human-taint.
Like retired ballet shoes cost-suspended.
Over a can of royal-blue paint.
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Anxiety, you were my favourite love to wish.
Because you looked "less" than evening-desks.
I would never ask you out for soup so plain.
For god knows cholesterol's insane.
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Humanity's unrest is such slow lightning.
And powers the shyest turducken.
It makes people do such strange things.
That urge to not do nothing.
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Wanda by thirty.
Thirty, thirty, thirty, thirty.
Whoever you are. You are on a secret mission.
Somewhere other than fission.
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Seeing-as-the closet really loves me.
Just try one-tea inside this mile.
How does this-count look on me?
"It smells pretty" she said. "All that while!"
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Sorry. It's beautiful now.
Behind your stove is wow.
There's a field of mice detailed.
Wherever the everything is mailed.
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And we're here!
It's designated ghost town.
Where the concept was hate the traffic.
We kind of have that down.
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Suddenly you are five-hundred-old what if.
And I were there under that father tree.
With two extra.
I don't think they were expecting it.
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Movies maintain derision.
Soft as songs record.
Do you hear the winter's wisdom.
Sir defend your warm.
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Anything for a lady.
An avalanche for mushroom souped.
At one point, I had fifty.
Accept the bargain. That's my friend the duped.
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How bad is it.
They stopped making those this month.
Mother soup. I wanted that.
It's probably over now. Does every-man debunk.
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Antique?
They had only one.
The teacher. I had my back to you.
Drop and disorient! And the spigot spun.
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What do you name your friends?
Athabaskan vessels.
Fifth and fifty. Every-time.
Ginger, Jewel, and Hassles.
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Hang on. Hold the door.
I positively need some help.
Keys are stupid.
Whatever he does, I doubt.
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To the door.
I was down-looking at factories.
Philosophically-MORE.
Yes-yes what does that mean "Score".
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