The Ladder
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#2371 | In a massive long hallway at four in the morning. Near the stranger at the other end in rain. You'll find a suggestion box narrowed at the top. A deterrence to a feedback's aim. _ |
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#2372 | A man's thoughts are like a mountain. While on it he can just paint leaves. But when he dreams he stands far from it. And can paint what someone sees. _ |
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#2373 | How did my business partner say it? I want to cut knife! Did you check the 407 on that thing? Now that's nice! _ |
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#2374 | Feel free to speak freely. But know that we love to wait. And those who yell all their lives. We can't figure out what they hate. _ |
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#2375 | The best feeling in the world. Is to know that you're caught up. To just place your coffee down. And ask yourself now what. _ |
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#2376 | My favorite moments of my success. The only times I really know. When I clean my computer screens. That's when I'm a pro. _ |
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#2377 | A bus, a townhouse and a ground level apartment. Unfolding more beautifully than a quest. And the storms within were the storms without. Who could have ever guessed. _ |
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#2378 | To aim not hurtful words at thee. As archers' trounce go wry. If I could be the air they move. When angry arrows fly. _ |
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#2379 | What sentry stops no clock. What mill what road not made. Has the tracks of mud become. The sunrise tear brigade. _ |
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#2380 | They can hear all dogs starting off in two directions. From the starting lines of make toast. A man and woman standing on opposite sides. Of a large wooden fence post. _ |
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#2381 | I'm a man who knows what he is. I've seen it in dream halls. Have you ever had no voice to tell. And knew the ears have walls. _ |
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#2382 | Precious rare apple in museum display. Dark at night about to be eaten by woman. Seen through painting shaped like weight lifter. Bearing all of the years she can summon. _ |
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#2383 | People going to work pushing inside of bus shelter. In the middle of barren parking lot. Near man and naked woman being pulled. Onto moving bus by fishing line no stop. _ |
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#2384 | Of all the wrongs a world can blame. I hate my voice the most. You see a man hole cover crime. But I see a coast. _ |
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#2385 | To fear the invisible barriers. Like road lines allowing fast. Safe between pain and merriers. I'm lost if the howling asks. _ |
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#2386 | Everything with zero emotion. That is odd to me. When I say to zero motion. Noone answers glee. _ |
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#2387 | Quiet with the days oh friends. Let us count the deeds. A dandelion to roar for you. A buttercup to pour for me. _ |
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#2388 | The elephant being shocked. By electricity from a theater. Needs a bird supplying saliva. To wet the years solved later. _ |
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#2389 | The world provides no performence today. So my time here gave birth this wit. I give now its tourch to all hearts of flame. Please protect it from those who can spell it. _ |
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#2390 | I thought about you once a year. Long before I ever metya. It's amazing in lover's air. How much a pillow huged feels likeya. _ |
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#2391 | If we all think about it hard enough. We could change the speed of light. So yes I'll have a cup of coffee. And keep you in my sight. _ |
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#2392 | I feed my pupils lies these days. They've learned not to look at dances. To survive with eyes that do not roam. We hide from your pollen glances. _ |
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#2393 | Every player knows. No laws are broken by rouse. And no one has ever gone to jail. For popping a zit by seduce. _ |
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#2394 | There was a dimpled glass between us. Such as I had never seen. Colors shouted independence. Did animate with seams. _ |
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#2395 | Steering a life must be done so slow. But brains are fast not doll. So with eyes low and to the left. May I watch a beetle crawl. _ |
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#2396 | Have you ever had to think so hard. Your brow forever wrinkles. If I ever meet my woman of mind. We'll know without words we're equals. _ |
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#2397 | No point in naming clouds. Why didn't you tell me sooner. They pass by fast like eyes of strangers. Named not once we fewned her. _ |
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#2398 | Until we find the real reason. The truth will have to do. We can only know so much. So there's always something new. _ |
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#2399 | Fire is paper or Dali. Heavens have no words for pollution. Aspire will never question an ally. Or another man's strategy of evolution. _ |
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#2400 | Among the avenues of the inner slopes. There lies a dangerous curve. Power point a to power point b. Near excuse me I've lost my nerve. _ |
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