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My 1184 Quatrains Ranked by Your Votes (the results)

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#781    Know what at unheaven savors,
and hums the slightest air.
Just once upon a clock of haven,
and the thirst becomes so there.
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#782    Even animals can play that game,
it only takes a team.
Did you ever wear a summer night,
and call a friend by dream.
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#783    Am I not going to take this anymore?
You know that shoes can do that right?
So yes I'm knocking him, is that so wrong?
The fifth question being, who listens to mom?
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#784    No doctor said here's the problem,
there's too much attention in your wrist.
That stuff grows like tension mention,
or wars like mouse hand dissed.
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#785    Two newspaper stories side by side,
the combination makes them three.
The way a personality comes from,
the bumps that make a key.
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#786    To stand on that dam between rich and poor,
where money is water in the dreams of doors.
With its cold as old as self permissions,
the world only sells them thought partitions.
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#787    When I was five, I heard a preacher Dowse,
don't make plans, they'll be squashed like a mouse.
It took forty years, to close that mouth,
and learn the new way, to truly own a house.
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#788    That's the thing you never do,
become all love tying a shoe.
For how much could we win I jest,
if grown men, could pass that test.
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#789    You know how some people respond to rain,
wanting to control it's sum.
By tearing their fingers off in complaint,
if two does not equal one.
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#790    Inspiration is a moment,
of nine thousand thoughts.
Three thousand more in that same foment,
when their rights for time ends not.
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#791    If every person was maximum careful,
what a perfect world I'd see.
But nothing is allowed to slow down or notion,
except the odd in me.
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#792    I shield my wise from the smallest skies,
that shadow of the magic don't.
Where those that would,
meet those that won't.
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#793    Slow life person I've just noticed your sale,
I'm a slow life person too.
Could I please buy your one ticket for life,
to see fast people become sherry till chew.
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#794    Losing being that finest right,
a gracefulness only wisdoms toe.
Where problemless kites light up thin nights,
I fear blight men might know.
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#795    When the crime is loneliness,
do you hear in cubic lots.
The innocent mind has none,
just half completed thoughts.
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#796    There is no chance of men unteething,
but the wind stops still to pro.
There among the endless teasing,
is there someone reading slow?
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#797    A human being isn't that a thing,
built to fall apart if you watch it sing.
If it had its moment, what would you say,
if it was pertaining, to its justice that day.
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#798    Inside a driverless van with a small tree,
growing on its roof like an antenna.
I was wondering from behind gray walls,
if anyone can hear my heaven.
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#799    Thus is not what one is,
it's the changing in between.
Though I give you an ample gift,
it's the rearranging that I dream.
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#800    There's a man sleeping in the back of a pickup truck,
but not visible behind a cnn logo.
Because in his dream world water equals money,
where he sleeps like he was cargo.
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#801    Her eyes would hold no believe things,
and nothings would storm her hands.
And the sun would join our sleepings,
among the unrests of man.
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#802    Well it's like two totem poles leaning into,
the entrance of a television studio door.
Somehow the raven lets us lore,
hinting somehow the slant knows more.
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#803    Into each art or song composed,
there is a depth the bravest goes.
When your shovel hits unknown,
you have found its room alone.
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#804    Sarcasm died today,
and reporters knew it most.
Don't worry said one boy,
you'll get your ghost.
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#805    Let's raise a toast to the power of leapfrog.
While each winner needs one rest each two!
Let's remember fondly, when there were famous people.
Now let's show them, what humans can do!
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#806    Of all the ways to cause no reactions,
deadpan is my favorite stance.
It lets you read what people say,
and never hurt their dance.
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#807    As never as level as even,
word balance scales weigh mights.
So heavy each morning to evening,
my mind carries another two slights.
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#808    That lean you call your best coffee stance,
your poems are a third of that romance.
Like standing near my open windows,
I don't advertise those kind of symbols.
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#809    He wrote it to make us smile laughed humor,
cried drama said no I'm why.
Then reason that is the depth of man,
finished reading and squatted a fly.
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#810    A crazy mixed up tree head character,
unable to tell stories about himself.
And if he forgets not to glance at you,
please forgive his stealth.
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