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Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you’re a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you’re nobody-but-yourself.

E. E. Cummings

I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.
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Beautiful Earth Love Sky
May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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Heart Live Myself Open Secret
Well, write poetry, for God’s sake, it’s the only thing that matters.
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Art God Poetry Writing
Here’s to opening and upward… and to yourself and up with you and up with and up with laughing.
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Laughter Open Yourself
And this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
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Carry Heart Myself Stars Wonder
And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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Love Myself Mystery Yourself
Equality is what does not exist among mortals.
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Equality Existence Mortal
As small as a world as large as alone.
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Alone Deep Nature Reality Wonderful World
Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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Born Light Moon Myself Spirit Stars Sun
The voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.
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Eyes Love Relationship Rose Voice Yourself
Be of love a little more careful than of anything.
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Advice Care Deep Love Wisdom
The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
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Artist Himself Learning Order
Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
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Fingers Flower Home Ocean Stars Thinking Tongue
Here’s to opening and upward… and to yourself and up with you and up with and up with laughing.
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Laughter Open Yourself
The first step to expanding your reality is to discard the tendency to exclude things from possibility.
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Philosophy Possible Reality Wisdom Yourself
A poet is someone who is abnormally fond of that precision which creates movement. Which is to say the highest form of concentration possible: fascination; to report on the electrifying experience of being.
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Creation Existence Experience Movement Poet Possible

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