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The eyes of my eyes are opened.

E. E. Cummings

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
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
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
Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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Existence Gift Live Trick
Love is the whole and more than all.
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Love One Liner
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
Progress is a comfortable disease.
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Comfortable One Liner Progress Sick
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
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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Courage Grow Up Yourself
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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Brave Hell Mistake Nation Patriot
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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Brave Hell Mistake Nation Patriot
Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
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Born Deep People Philosophy Thinking
May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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Heart Live Myself Open Secret
I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
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Dreams Forever God Nature Sky Spirit Thankful Tree
Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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Appearance Minute Moon
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

The eyes of my eyes are opened.

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