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Listen, real poetry doesn’t say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you.

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I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps “Oh look at that!” Then – whoosh, and I’m gone… and they’ll never see anything like it ever again… and they won’t be able to forget me – ever.
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Everyone Fiery Gone Huge Look Look Gasp Shooting Star Stop
When you make your peace with authority, you become authority.
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Authority Become Make Peace
A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself.
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Being Best Friend Friendship Someone Total Yourself
All games contain the idea of death.
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All Contain Death Game Idea
Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth. But, it’s usually too battered with rules to be heard, and bound with pretenses so it can hardly move.
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Battered Body Bound Hear Honesty Lie Rule Sex Truth Try
We are content in the ‘given’ in sensation’s quest. We have been metamorphosised from a mad body dancing on hillsides to a pair of eyes staring in the dark.
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Body Content Dancing Dark Eye Mad Metamorphosised Sensitive
Give form to the passing World. Freeways are a drama.
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Drama Freeway Giving Passing Travel
Indians scattered on dawn’s highway bleeding/Ghosts crowd the young child’s fragile eggshell mind.
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Bleeding Children Crowd Eggshell Fragile Highway Indian Mind Scattered
No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn.
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Dawn Eternal Forgive Forgiving Inspirational Reward Wasting
They force us to destroy the person we really are: a subtle kind of murder.
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Destroy Force Kind Murder Person Subtle
The sound of glass speaks quick, disdain and conceals what your eyes fight to explain.
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Conceal Disdain Explain Eyes Fight Glass Quick Sound Speak
A moving or movement away from a station A waving away from a waving a motion Amazement a moment amazing a waving
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Amazement Amazing Moment Motion Movement Moving Station Travel Waving
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.
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Angel Claw Death Ravens Shoulder Smooth Wing
I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos-especially activity that seems to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom…
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Chaos Disorder Especially Interested Meaning Revolt Seem Starting
We felt comfortable in our skins, enjoyed the news that our senses released to us, admired our dirt, cultivated our scars, and could not comprehend this unworthiness.
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Freedom Guileless Kind Love Ourselves Vanity
I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos, especially activity that seems to have no meaning.
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Chaos Disorder Especially Interested Meaning Revolt

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