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We can never be born enough.

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You have played, (I think) And broke the toys you were fondest of, And are a little tired now; Tired of things that break, and— Just tired. So am I.
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Break Myself Play Thinking Toy
Somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond.
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Beyond Happiness Myself Travel
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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Courage Grow Up Yourself
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
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
Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
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Existence Feeling Magic
Lovers alone wear sunlight.
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Alone Deep Love One Liner Sun
The symbol of all art is the Prism. The goal is unrealism. The method is destructive. To break up the white light of objective realism, into the secret glories which it contains.
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Art Break Deep Destruction Glory Goal Light Reality Secret White
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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Courage Grow Up Yourself
Be of love a little more careful than of anything.
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Advice Care Deep Love Wisdom
Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
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Fall In Love 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
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
Tomorrow is our permanent address.
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Address Ourselves
Great men burn bridges before they come to them.
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Burn Greatness Man
Lovers alone wear sunlight.
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Alone Deep Love One Liner Sun

We can never be born enough.

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