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The Ladder
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| #421 | The larger the lesson the less fine the teacher, the Force can crush submarines or wine. With hope abandon I ping my trust, you get one chance every dine. _ |
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| #422 | Do it yourself. Suit yourself. Have a nice time and fun. Too bad for me, I'm like a person. Stronger when I was young. _ |
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| #423 | If a teacher is mad at a student, and a large red bird flies in through totality. If it lands on that student's finger, is that the nature of reality? _ |
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| #424 | Kindle wood is very fairly, ready. But I don't need that nup. Whining is very very rarely, in tune with science coming up. _ |
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| #425 | Where does mind hide high fidelities, and level thoughts of my favourite melodies. Songs so stung by such tall keepers. And played so wrong, on each life's small speakers. _ |
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| #426 | Until the announcements, are completely different. I will hear these yesterdays at nine. I'm alone, and where's the party. Say it say it. Say these words like crime. _ |
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| #427 | It is not dust that I would harvest, my work to be done like chandeliers. So often when I look to artists, I don't bring my can of years. _ |
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| #428 | If and when a song is cost, a recital hears a note wean. Know it was a gentle loss, if when and soft a tone gleams. _ |
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| #429 | I look to the poets at the helms, finesse is a gentle stern. Never pointless they only speak, when culture needs to turn. _ |
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| #430 | Many white boats docked working hard, at achieving perfect singled positioning. Long before the history of sand, the more of man was listening. _ |
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| #431 | Shut up and say it. I told him he was right. It strengthens the body. I definitely know this blight. _ |
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| #432 | Man never falls on his own icy driveway, the way spiders don't stick to their web. While we stand upon the words of history, please forgive the slopes I've said. _ |
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| #433 | A single playing card in a void, illustrating favorite things. A mind missing fifty one cards, and the wisdom that game brings. _ |
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| #434 | People holding paintings stolen from people beside them, showing what they would like to be. On that grid where all good art lives, you can phone the less of me. _ |
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| #435 | The greatest gift to give yourself, is nondysfunctionality. What you say is your finest wealth, I'm in love with your polarity. _ |
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| #436 | But reciprocations are just as steep, for two who sound like rhyme. Have you ever tried to be so deep, no thrill found you to climb. _ |
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| #437 | You should know I fear fast words like static, so we should probably speak like storms. The same way mammals discussing their feeling, honk their moan two horns. _ |
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| #438 | 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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| #439 | To push or to shove, and then, news one way to watch. And then forgive my atomic number. That bullied up one notch. _ |
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| #440 | 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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| #441 | 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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| #442 | 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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| #443 | 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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| #444 | Your chimney, is corrupted, I know because I stare. If harbors have erupted, please forgive my shadowed air. _ |
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| #445 | 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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| #446 | 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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| #447 | Because you were asleep, rockets, oh my god away. An introduction without the happiness. Place your bets and day. _ |
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| #448 | 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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| #449 | Shinny shines without us, just turn thirty, then compare. Then you'll have to, for a couple of months, be crazy about her hair. _ |
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| #450 | A soldier rests a moment, to write a letter. Then notices he has some very bad wounds. My, but you sure have a lot of nice china. Would you mind very much if I choosed? _ |
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