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Death Makes Angels of us all.

Jim Morrison

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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Anything Door Listen Open Poetry Possibility Real Suit Tick Walk You
The Night is young & full of rest I can’t describe the way she’s dress’d She’ll pander to some strange requests Anything that you suggest Anything to please her guest.
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Dress Full Guest Night Pander Request Rest Strange
Out here on the perimeter there are no stars. Out here we is stoned. Immaculate.
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Drug Immaculate Perimeter Star Stone
You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it.
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Carry Experience Feel Pain Strength
All games contain the idea of death.
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All Contain Death Game Idea
Blake said that the body was the soul’s prison unless the five senses are fully developed and open. He considered the senses the ‘windows of the soul.’
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Blake Body Consider Developed Love Open Sense Sex Soul
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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Body Content Dancing Dark Eye Mad Metamorphosised Sensitive
Take it easy baby, take it as it comes – specialize in having fun!
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Baby Come Easy Fun Having Specialize
I think the highest and lowest points are the important ones. Anything else is just…in between.
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Experience Highest Important Lowest Point Thinking
Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. That’s what real love amounts to – letting a person be what he really is.
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Amount Feeling Happen Love Moment Person Real
You have a lot of small choices. It’s like . . . I guess it’s the difference between suicide and slow capitulation . . .
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Between Capitulation Choice Difference Guess Lot Small Suicide
It may have been in pieces, but I gave you the best of me.
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Best Gave May Piece Pieces
I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos-especially activity that seems to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom…
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Chaos Disorder Especially Interested Meaning Revolt Seem Starting
Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom? Have you been born yet & are you alive?
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Exist Forgotten Key Process Progress Star Warm
I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps “Oh look at that!” Then – whoosh, and I’m gone… and they’ll never see anything like it ever again… and they won’t be able to forget me – ever.
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Everyone Fiery Gone Huge Look Look Gasp Shooting Star Stop
I believe in a long, prolonged, derangement of the senses in order to obtain the unknown.
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Believe Hippie Long Music Obtain Prolonged Sense Unknown

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