The Ladder
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#1891 | Do you hear that sound in the distance. I fear it every night. Where I'm most alone three feet from you. That distance must be right. _ |
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#1892 | Am I allowed to call you the speckler? Because fragile loves the simple song. Where at the center of every heckler. Somehow the art world grows our wrong. _ |
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#1893 | Yes Jane's flat and she knows. It won't be very long. That he can take each test or logic. And suggest the success, button song. _ |
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#1894 | Like a concert equipment truck for the who. Wrapped in tracing paper in a dark unheeded. With its skin so thin down the street of men. Can you hear the inner spin be needed. _ |
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#1895 | For people who love this country. I'm going to start, with new copy now. From the point where she, gets kicked out. Apparently there was, an issue, wow. _ |
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#1896 | 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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#1897 | There is a savory as brave as asking. I'm sorry but I don't know how. Two billion years and still no apogee. For a fish hidden behind my brow. _ |
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#1898 | I have something to think about! Some cards, if that equals enough. I'll show you a sentence. I'm never hungry. What are you doing? Are you crazy? Hush! _ |
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#1899 | Flying together tonight. She, impressed him chimes. Me and you, stop it, stop it. I can't do this a thousand times. _ |
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#1900 | 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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#1901 | That's not business as usual. It reminds me, of what is special. Of course, dining, like before. And the equation, you know is vessel. _ |
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#1902 | 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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#1903 | 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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#1904 | 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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#1905 | 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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#1906 | I understand what a man listens for. In this costume there is no, wait I'm nor. It's the number of people bacon juiced. Wa wa what is insurance don't look obtuse. _ |
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#1907 | There's too much, "don't, I love him". There's too much, "hairdo I've discovered". Madam, please. Let me talk to smother. And that's the forefront of another. _ |
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#1908 | Chomp, chomp, chomp. That's the thirty perfect seconds. When you've got nothing left. And man's leg, quietly reckons. _ |
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#1909 | The saddest song I never heard. The entire earth must play. That of artworks failing their hooks. No man should fear that way. _ |
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#1910 | This one had a dream. Some made it to the top. Twenty percent-chance of Incredibly bad news. Plasticine please stop. _ |
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#1911 | When Shelly grabs a joke. There's not much left to tell. Talk about any thing "but" ears. "I've been-awake" might sell. _ |
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#1912 | I don't remember the year. The surface or elevating. It's a bit like snoring. And runs through a body dating. _ |
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#1913 | Garbage is insanity. Though it does have graceful lines. If I ever learn to speak good day sir. Great-Grand-Dad will drink his wine. _ |
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#1914 | He's so delighted; this one is. With rocket more like train. Liquid flowing within given directions. Words causing all his "plain". _ |
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#1915 | I've given you a question! Why are you bringing it here. Because the mountain fell for it. As solid as step-up-gear. _ |
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#1916 | Good suggestion. Yes that does feel better. Repeat these words if you feel the need. Within-slippery-sidewalks there is so much good. Spelled with letters seldom-understood. _ |
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#1917 | Fractal Island. Is that your best alone. It barely froze my tent. Nicer more it-was to cows. Wondering where Margret went. _ |
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#1918 | Take me home away from here. Be with me fractal stones. My kindness is always sleeping. Her omni cat bemoans. _ |
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#1919 | "Bursting" get out of here! I can see her "Henry" legs. It helps reduce the thefts she says. Her names for chosen eggs. _ |
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#1920 | But hands and knees are fair enough. Lock in place the magnetic poles of Earth. Chestnuts and Willows please, try to make me stay. And sugar make a challenge please, that Willy can sleep away. _ |
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