The Ladder
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#1441 | I don't know. Well "if" you desperately need. But I don't like-yours. What would you do? Alcohol doesn't move. What does that mean? Damn position. To the orphanage. Top shelf please. _ |
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#1442 | Explaining plumbing pipes in a tavern. Once I was in a world that nice. A pedantic in his old age. Too happy to be in second life. _ |
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#1443 | I would ask you to go for coffee. But freedom holds me back. Somewhere in the perfect heavens. Have you seen a cure for that. _ |
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#1444 | I am searching for myself. Turning left or right each day. Choosing never straight ahead. Which would only lead away. _ |
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#1445 | The ones who want less stimulation. They are so hard to find. They stow our years with no elation. Then carry it with time. _ |
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#1446 | But October leaves, at midnight!! Hold-the ocean-boats to wind! It will pry the-riddle once-again. From the hands of men. _ |
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#1447 | I don't think we can stop a man's. Wanting a sarcophagus formed by plans. With extra large compartments just for hands. No I believe all men crams. _ |
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#1448 | People who don't paint scare me. Non-poets scare me too. Seven billion performance artists. Are arguably more than I can cue. _ |
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#1449 | I fear them like the stings of heaven. Voices are thoughts' syringe. What is unsaid provides the power. So read my poems and cringe. _ |
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#1450 | Twinkle twinkle little star. In who's mind are you the brightest scar. And when I think of inner things. Have I stolen the whitest stings. _ |
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#1451 | There's only rhyme, so there's only time. Time to think about rejoices. Judging ways and sometimes days. Look away, they're only voices. _ |
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#1452 | Because it inspires ways of solving problems. I read the newspaper everyday. Where I'll trust behaviours someone knows does work. Then I stand out of their way. _ |
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#1453 | But what has value? Often, it's quite a car. Boom! Wow! Now that's, tight knit! And Banks of course, if you pay for it. _ |
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#1454 | We have a massive destination. But how could we ever go? Cooking inside like a poker. Which is up to us to throw. _ |
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#1455 | Oh and I am also very-fun! Rough draft! I wasn't expecting that! You're forever showing no opinions there. So writing, please put stunning here. _ |
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#1456 | There is a body! clean it up. It's siting in a "factory of sorts". Well it's a pretty big city. So we'll prop it up of course! _ |
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#1457 | Yes it's a very big city! And also just a big amour. So it's called the stereo section at Sears. And mostly for purchasing cars I fear. _ |
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#1458 | Hello folks. How are you doing. Do you "want" anything North. First checking her mirror on the lower landing. I fear the Cigarette-Seller-Woman's course. _ |
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#1459 | And it's very-solid. As if she was looking out. And the car had such "sure sounds". Imagine the money it saves. Does it also come in frowns. _ |
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#1460 | It's not a statement. And yes it brakes on earth. Living like an Orangutan. It's even higher-nightmares work. _ |
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#1461 | Then school teachers and students. Holding passports now arriving. At humorous-teacher's home on Sunday. To beg him to be more "serious and rising". _ |
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#1462 | Pilots in training trying to stop. World class arctic pilot-teacher. Jokingly trying to put the stove-fire out. To tease them with his reacher. _ |
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#1463 | A female teacher with a stopwatch. And a drum roll sound-affect. Telling students a test "has" begun. Then sealing her lips to rest. _ |
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#1464 | And "that" would be another "he'll be saved". If we paint it extra "night". It will probably need two coats again. If he "is" someone she will like. _ |
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#1465 | A little "down" on the idle. And it might-work now. They'll have several in stock I'm sure. Well forty or so accounting-for-talking. Today might leave "I'm more". _ |
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#1466 | One person laughing. One person rain. But I didn't get, to hear their name. Nor a cell phone stored within my mouth. Or a peoples' self reclaim! _ |
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#1467 | Can I offer you anything else. Yes please, near the right. That pack of Northern I suppose. I've been thinking about that light. _ |
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#1468 | I'm a safe very-could! Destination Hollywood. Perceiving what it's meant to be! Second-exception! Please November me!! _ |
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#1469 | It's a different theme, at a party! And very scary heights, oh my! With embodiments, and a coffee stain. Please-never tell my kitchen drain. _ |
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#1470 | It's mostly just looking into my eyes. Hiding lots of summer in winter disguise. Lost-socks are there! And so is Dos. Advising "only whenever she-is-still-soft". _ |
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