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If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little – somebody who is obsessed by Making.

E. E. Cummings

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
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
Sweet springtime is my time is your time is our time for springtime is love time and viva sweet love.
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Love Ourselves Relationship Spring Time
Great men burn bridges before they come to them.
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Burn Greatness Man
As small as a world as large as alone.
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Alone Deep Nature Reality Wonderful World
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
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
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Day Laughter Oneself Wasted Time
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
If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little – somebody who is obsessed by Making.
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Creation Obsession Poet Writing
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
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
Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
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Believe Experience Human Reveal Risk Spirit Wonderful
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
Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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Existence Gift Live Trick
Remember one thing only: that it’s you-nobody else-who determines your destiny and decides your fate. Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.
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Alive Destiny Determination Inspirational Motivational Remember Yourself
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

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