The Ladder
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#1111 | This will be, like last time right. No one needs to carry this around. Imagine knowing how to hush. The extremes below a cloud. _ |
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#1112 | In town there is a stranger life. Barbie's diamond-wealth. It's like a tank. Here's shampoo. Where water came from drank. _ |
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#1113 | That's a "hair" dresser's missiles. They blinded two-thousand sterns. Collecting noone has two dollars. When they hear she never perms. _ |
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#1114 | Still in diapers, sees a trend. Its-about transportation all within. Woman forced to transcribe her own "Psychiatric-visits". Says to reporters "it was like Hell's un-end". _ |
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#1115 | You won't get away at the end. Money has those talons. And you've got this job to do. When you seek, a sense of balance. _ |
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#1116 | They're talking about it. A single event. Everybody's got something. Oh forgiveness. Every year. Let's not pretend. Look straight at it. It wasn't a Train. For Instance. _ |
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#1117 | A beautiful woman at the gym. Hovering and spinning. No. Not really. But like a pipe in a storm. Now I feel like kissing everything. _ |
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#1118 | Do you want to go home. Runway "Past" has springs for capture. Now with ginger "be nice to me". A "migraine" region asked her. _ |
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#1119 | It's time to stop asking same. Nurse? Is this a mall. It has never come up before. Dividends are so small. _ |
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#1120 | You've got hair at the end of your lease. At nine thirty I'll tell you why. Everybody experiences prisoners. You're about to get lighter nigh. _ |
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#1121 | You're into body building? Christen the State! She's gone. It's a highway. It's a party. Now where is that demon wrong. _ |
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#1122 | And try to get the power struggling. Yes years "after" being alone. I've "nuanced" the "paint" to help. There's no question art is sewn. _ |
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#1123 | Wheeling someone. Someone more soul than seeds. I'm filming not directing. Can George anyone Gus her "please". _ |
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#1124 | Entry now on a stage. You know the most of all. But never let the autumn win. Reach anywhere near your Fall. _ |
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#1125 | An ounce of wine went somewhere "main door". I seen it at Lack-on-Sure. Do not disturb my cabinet though. A Bluetooth padlock schedules more. _ |
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#1126 | Her "second" on stage code. I don't understand. Always break a heart's direction. Like "dunes" would try for sand. _ |
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#1127 | Zero decibels please. And the poet's inner voice is paid. Noise canceling headphones on. Now it can hear the days. _ |
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#1128 | And "in the air". Positions every one. You "shouldn't" be standing please. It's going to talk to your mother's hum. _ |
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#1129 | Who has got this bad boy. And trying to figure me out. If you could ask an afternoon. Does milk or coffee doubt. _ |
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#1130 | Tall woman standing on helmet of a construction worker. As they watch the sunset seem. The world was once a simple place. Where man knew where was gleam. _ |
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#1131 | Well, I'll introduce myself. A wife would need to know. No travel, I can give you that. You choose a reason though. _ |
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#1132 | It's two o'clock in the morning. I'm having, a nervous breakdown. I think maybe no, one, can see me. So I can write this round. _ |
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#1133 | A fine actor, harvesting no wind. All, that, you, were, going to say. His father mean while hosting. Just enough sin to sway. _ |
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#1134 | Oh, not that again. That's not the way it's done. I don't know what this is. The wish to know someone. _ |
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#1135 | You're not going to open up. Take it one step further. We don't want you on the carpet. The taper today, said heard her. _ |
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#1136 | It rhymes with climbs and dreams with seams. And it's safe as money and just as funny. Have you ever longed and missed a metaphor? With all my heart that's what my clever's for. _ |
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#1137 | Because you were asleep. Rockets, oh my god away. An introduction without the happiness. Place your bets and day. _ |
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#1138 | Your chimney, is corrupted. I know because I stare. If harbors have erupted. Please forgive my shadowed air. _ |
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#1139 | I would dear a woman carrying no purse. Who's cargo pants maybe are not stoppable. Near man's wrist bending upward indicating stop. In the most manly fashion possible. _ |
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#1140 | Small "woman" watching large dinner plate? At centre of "exponential" spread of dark dots. Man background, woman foreground, holding viewer's shoulder. Asking "do you know"? "It's all just circular thoughts". _ |
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