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#511    There's an empty theatre in my Dreamscape,
where Ottawa wins all my rhymes.
Where to this way we sat alone,
and her British accent shines.
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#512    I pronounce us Popeye punching bags,
while the world lets us pause and eat.
To buoyancy let's toast then touch shoes,
because we keep our hearts in our feet.
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#513    There's only one pillow for people like us,
so it has to, occupy the timeless rush.
So I almost called you again last night,
hoping you could please, move just in one touch.
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#514    I guess good needs a frigid shine,
so any mean might show.
I walked into a room so bright,
so clean no greed could pro.
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#515    To speak I need to mold a vision,
let us raise a toast and laugh.
But know a thought divides a wisdom,
let us mourn its other half.
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#516    That sweetest harp of easy sleep,
that harbours no hate, nor of others' levels.
Steering the din and finding brave new peaks.
the think well of mankind's trebles.
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#517    Like wind chimes under a dining room table,
sung by situations instead of breeze.
For kinships we could never hear from granite,
could you task the flimsy please.
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#518    I am just a camera,
so please don't merry me.
Hold me very still like drama,
to see a world I see.
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#519    To face the less and see the best,
to respect their minds of more.
To turn around and see the bound,
and shudder at the seeming bore.
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#520    I put six fresh keys in the battery compartment,
but there still seems to be no light.
And they just rehired more flower waterers,
could you re-explain true right.
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#521    A one inch chicken wire satellite dish,
left on an office water fountain.
That's as large as because should be,
because the heart unfound is count'n.
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#522    There are beautiful faces in the trees,
but only at the edge of the forest.
Of all the ways to hear the leaves,
the hush of the shy is the surest.
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#523    Can I sit in your chair?
So tart this Jane of sanity.
Does that make sense to you?
To be as soft as amicably.
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#524    A red rose and a genie lamp,
dropped from a bridge into a river.
Its magic required one more love,
than my heart could deliver.
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#525    In that ear they passed two mighty laws,
worlds should tilt just enough to please.
And twenty percent rebellion,
became officially the most attractive tease.
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#526    There is a distance few have known,
rivers and streams don't find.
Have you ever kept your eyes unshown,
that thirty degrees of pine.
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#527    A man driving a car,
by looking down at his knees.
Steering the way a mountain does,
no fun no game no keys.
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#528    Guess wisdom in all the shuns and winds,
and on all sunned men and she.
It's within no unturned type of zero,
dear mist of wiser things than me.
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#529    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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#530    I am searching for myself,
turning left or right each day.
Choosing never straight ahead,
which would only lead away.
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#531    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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#532    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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#533    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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#534    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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#535    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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#536    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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#537    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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#538    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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#539    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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#540    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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