The Ladder
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#421 | Over there next to the reasons. Are only you and I. The way the vine loves seasons. Improvements are my why. _ |
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#422 | Here by sentenced to just in case. Because maybe needs its own deterrence. No thank you to everything kind. Oh and of course please stop all currents. _ |
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#423 | I can only suggest you use real visions. On shores where the oars are sought. Stored in each trickle, an ocean roars brittle. That joy at one's "first sight of thought". _ |
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#424 | I'll stay awake. Until "Nufy Nothins" arrives by car. Singing her love of my absenteeism. Until every "dog" get's to names a star. _ |
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#425 | As blank as dating websites. Is my deep science of 4am refrigerator tries. Instead of listening to us "the sky". Cross-beams say this one is fridge-shy. _ |
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#426 | There's an "against" of rice. How they "make" it calm. I wish I had a sore throat like some before us. In medical terms no song. _ |
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#427 | Duck thinking next to cat. I don't have my horse and strong. But I could still meet her. If there's something wrong. _ |
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#428 | Wow, it must be lightning fast. Is it anything I could long for? I'll look around on the floor, but I don't see it. Are you sure it has a rhyme-core? _ |
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#429 | Mosquito watching Soup boiling Over. Tree falling on the House. Two Blunt Towels Talking sober. Cue Constellation of Self. _ |
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#430 | You're ok Payklay. It's on the other side of that hill. The doors are open and it sounds like where outlaws chill. I say we're going in there. Maybe it's a party. Yay! Oops sorry about that. But aren't we having a day. _ |
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#431 | Sometimes I curl under my blanket. And pretend I'm a one celled life. Imagining what frictions are possible. And then discover I'm only a nice. _ |
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#432 | The way motorcycles have maximum slant. And kites and Earths must perfect fly. I humbly hope aspect ratios can't. Ever find the slant of pi. _ |
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#433 | There is a friend you'll never see. That works long into the night. There's an angle you need endlessly. And there's two ends to a kite. _ |
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#434 | Ways up there, people are going to say it. Ways in there, people are going day it. The life of mist, at every edge of universe. How will orbits turn into future rhyming verse? _ |
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#435 | In Alaska. Do they ever thosle? Or whatever they say to ability. Would you like to kiss? And rate the "pulse" of wish? Who wrote that eye searcher out! Man that I am. I doubt. _ |
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#436 | A desolate space between walls. A woman lives in when not at the mall. Who Thought no-one would ever-notice at all? _ |
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#437 | That-was Impossible look-at this. Let her go oh Henry. A bridge that-far Bernadette. Their whistles chew so Bentley. _ |
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#438 | Suspicion will always need a suspect. Earned by the tip at eternity's fine. That two-way sting that also respects. History's reason to find. _ |
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#439 | You know how you can't keep your arm out straight. That's what an honor is. You know how wind learns that our tree limbs date. That's what the song bird says. _ |
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#440 | To not dream but see still visions. Which are as scope as shy. Not near five points any world can offer. Paint a sixth point called hidden why. _ |
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#441 | Her eyes don't need to see me. So I must have blocked her view. As if the sun had asked for tea please. And behind me poured a true. _ |
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#442 | I realized I will never fathom you. I'm the exposed one in this room. Like two lanterns in the nineteen seventies. A no-difference rhyme consumes. _ |
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#443 | Since we have reviews and points of view. And focal points of no return. I wonder how five leaf clovers grow. Wherever lies the learn. _ |
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#444 | Hers was a quietness more than rain. That a party of noises could not name. You know that darkness where simple should. I seen her once where the willow stood. _ |
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#445 | See what's there an awesome guest. Intend my forehead furls. As if shy fills my try with dots. And shine with join drew worlds. _ |
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#446 | The unknown effectors in a galaxy are. Hidden so closely yet we swim in their far. For instance like knowing you so dependent on greet. Is also affected by aglennicant heat. _ |
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#447 | Can I stay here in winter? The idea was the biggest finder of them all. And she was very nice. The vice president. Erase chat: it was coded for each other's small. _ |
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#448 | I'm kind of hoping you'll have tea with me. And tills hold choices in such high esteem. And I'm hoping coffee is a scoreless game. And no fans will jump or cheer our names. _ |
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#449 | Any world that can cast slow shadows. Upon my flesh feels wise. And all I need to do to choose one. Is reveal my morning eyes. _ |
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#450 | Isn't it weird that things go right. Who knew that atoms drive. Right here so deep in the meaning of life. Who knew that fathoms pride. _ |
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