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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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Somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence; in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near.
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Beyond Experience Eyes Happiness Myself Silence Touch Travel
Tomorrow is our permanent address.
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Address Ourselves
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
A pretty girl who is naked is worth a million statues.
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Appearance Beautiful Pretty Woman Worth
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
The hardest fight a man has to fight is to live in a world where every single day someone is trying to make you someone you do not want to be–
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Fight Hard Live Man Try World Yourself
As small as a world as large as alone.
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Alone Deep Nature Reality Wonderful World
I do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.
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Deep Eyes Myself Rose Understand Voice
Progress is a comfortable disease.
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Comfortable One Liner Progress Sick
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
To destroy is always the first step in any creation.
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Creation Deep Destroy Wisdom
May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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Heart Live Myself Open Secret
Somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond.
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Beyond Happiness Myself Travel
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
You shall above all things be glad and young.
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Young Yourself
Do not hate or fear the artist in yourselves… Honor and love him do not try to possess him. Trust him as nobly as you trust tomorrow. Only the artist in yourself is more truthful than the night.
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Artist Hate Love Night Trust

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