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Listen, real poetry doesn’t say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you.

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My Own Needs Reality
They force us to destroy the person we really are: a subtle kind of murder.
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The only solution is to confront them – confront yourself – with the greatest fear imaginable.
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You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it.
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The time to hesitate is through.
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Each generation wants new symbols, new people, new names. They want to divorce themselves from their predecessors.
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Out here on the perimeter there are no stars. Out here we is stoned. Immaculate.
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It may have been in pieces, but I gave you the best of me.
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Allow Desire Door Hope Know Separate Two
Give me songs to sing and emerald dreams to dream and I’ll give you love unfolding.
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We are content in the ‘given’ in sensation’s quest. We have been metamorphosised from a mad body dancing on hillsides to a pair of eyes staring in the dark.
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Indians scattered on dawn’s highway bleeding/Ghosts crowd the young child’s fragile eggshell mind.
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Man, I’m sick of doubt.
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