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" That person does not know that it is not because of his saying or doing anything: it is because of his being.
You interruptwith confrontations of your ownthe same words, lips, sounds...
She received her songs as gold letters that hung from the ceiling of her darkened room.
What if no one knows the name, what if the rose gradually becomes anonymous, completely unnoticed, forgotten.
It's the back of a colonial house seen from the Rose Garden between 4th and 5th off Walnut.
Today, I am declaring my intention to live.
And there's a last thing that was the first thing and always emerges when the only truck you'll have with life is honesty.
up and up ash rose as bats around the form of man arms, hairy neck and face, mouth tasted it nose inhaled it eyes watered into it the ears did nothin…
this is your mouth talking smackthese are your words up in smoke this is the man at the doorcome to repossess your pride this is the voice you keep i…