Here is the deepest secret nobody knows. Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide. And this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
E. E. CUMMINGSA pretty girl who is naked is worth a million statues.
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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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I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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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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America makes prodigious mistakes, America has colossal faults, but one thing cannot be denied: America is always on the move. She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn’t standing still.
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And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.
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Laughing is just another way of showing people your wise.
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One’s not half two. It’s two are halves of one.
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Lovers alone wear sunlight.
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Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
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And the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love.
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You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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I fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows.
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The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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