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#691    If I ever run in heaven.
I will walk and ask one know.
How come slow is actually fast.
And fast is actually slow.
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#692    Though big pictures fight alone like wind chimes.
Storm never has seen one lose.
Their strife so simple like boarding inclines.
Warm tethers but it must choose.
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#693    For the very same reasons, that my government.
Should never give me the right to drive.
I will never dangerously give myself.
The right to talk, more than eyes.
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#694    Intention is my favorite word.
Rare as defeat meets lung.
As valuable as our right to speak.
Is the power to hold our tongue.
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#695    I was thinking after we're, done here?
Why do you do this plea?
Well once when I stood, against a tree.
It told me night-repairs are not for me.
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#696    Astronaut on planet.
That has just one tree.
With hockey players guarding.
Path to "work" place coffee.
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#697    A man dies not from mistakes.
But by their accumulations.
He would live forever were not.
Deared sights before creditations.
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#698    Turn the lights off when you leave.
The night time makes me sure.
Fearing all atoms are solar systems.
And electricity was war.
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#699    Happiness just like bliss.
Always lagged behind.
Forging ahead the will led.
But the pausing heart knew pine.
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#700    The electronic fun transfers.
To the ePaper news at-tunes.
All the choices for naming realities.
We made on the 3d looms.
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#701    If you hear me speaking just ten words.
It's because I'm thinking of ten thousand heards.
Like for instance because they love your eyes.
Wherever you blink them, a river dries.
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#702    I am the Voltage of Leaf Miller.
So off course just-like sand.
With even a map to Lady Worth.
Somehow comedy closed my hand.
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#703    Symbols harm no souls like wonder.
Fused and lit but thrown no thunder.
Where in hand only knowledge measures.
Like casualties their wrong forevers.
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#704    To harm as less a season.
The best dressed days were why.
The crime of rest for reason.
Chance to equal I passed by.
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#705    I've lived my life in one city.
Which is too many to count with glees.
And like the way I've known all cities.
I've known you by all trees.
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#706    You see that empty chair right there.
That's the man I was.
Please don't laugh too loud or soft.
The man I was might love.
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#707    Baseball stories tell us what you-retired.
If-you speak of the physical then you're fired.
Just recruit a "director" not like himself.
We crave information not a render-server's stealth.
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#708    That's what poets call.
The fear of pressing the button.
Who'll grow up today.
And publish the rights to nothin?
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#709    An illusion that I would love for.
Of a song I would never sing.
Needs a vacancy for my fracture.
Do you have such a nothing thing?
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#710    Apartment desk sitter with flute on balcony.
Playing only five notes once per week.
Heard by an apartment desk sitter wishing.
She could also deep.
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#711    Doctor, what WORLD did this?
I'm on the waterfront asking.
How do blankets feel from new?
Stuffed, clean blank and lasting.
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#712    Somewhere there beside the action.
Two leers behind the acquiesce.
Loft in the garden of main distraction.
I'm hoping they build their finesse.
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#713    Like a bird in love with a cell phone.
My eyes must show false glee.
At the stare where men must be unknown.
I leave quatrains for thee.
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#714    How sinned is the heart when torn.
Ten thousand times a day.
Coward like the fate of warm.
The mind's eye won't obey.
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#715    You know those riddles of worlds.
That only pillows have heard.
I chime like the wind where important begins.
And hide where unspokens converge.
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#716    At the center of everyone's hurricane.
Is a story so slow we would weep.
But no one has ever been there.
For fear of the storms we greet.
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#717    Please forgive me when I reach for change.
I know I should move faster than stop or pause.
But the distance needs faith and the years need arrange.
When you're moving at speeds of operas.
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#718    She norms by golden counteract.
The less of her would seem.
With beaut force and diamond thought.
The woman for me must dream.
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#719    Contestant one, do you have anything to-say.
Yes. I want to say "it's flashlight season".
Spotlight on the black-lamb top bunk resting.
Hidden among "several" quilts and reasons.
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#720    Deep in the recesses of time's eyes.
A curve curves or a line lines.
Maybe it changes each asked for rhyme.
And mere darkness darks or mere shine shines.
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