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Blessed are you who circled desire with a blade, and the garden with fiery swords, and heaven and earth with a word.

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Don’t call yourself a secret unless you mean to keep it.
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Deep Mystery Secret Yourself
Ah, grief makes us precise!
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Grief One Liner
Then let’s be quiet together.
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Love Quiet Togetherness
I’ve forgotten most of what I’ve read and, frankly, it never seemed very important to me or to the world.
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Forget Important Myself Reading World
You wanted to be the Superman who was never Clark Kent.
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Fantasy Yourself
Believe nothing of me except that I felt your beauty more closely than my own.
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Beautiful Believe Expectation Feeling Love Myself
Coroner’s inquest: death by drowning. And he hasn’t been to the seashore in ten years.
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Death Sea
It is in love that we are made, in love we disappear.
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Dissappear Love Philosophy
Never make a decision when you need to pee.
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How bitter were the Prozac pills of the last few hundred mornings?
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Morning Taste
There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.
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Light Philosophy
When passion dies friendship hovers round our flesh like flies.
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Death Friendship Ourselves Passion
The older I get, the surer I am that I’m not running the show.
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Myself Responsibility Run
Well, I am the one who loves changing from nothing to one.
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Change Myself Oneself
I bargain now. I offer buttons for his love.
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Himself Love Myself Sex
After a while, if you are sufficiently bored or unemployed, you may want to read it from cover to cover.
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Reading Yourself
To kiss her there was to intrude into something private and skeletal, like a turtle’s shoulder.
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Herself Kiss
I don’t consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.
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Feeling Myself Rain Skin Wait
I don’t want to be a star, merely dying.
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Death Myself One Liner Stars
You go your way I’ll go your way too.
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Love Togetherness Way Yourself
Poetry is a verdict, not an occupation.
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Business Poetry
He knew that hair couldn’t feel; he kissed her hair.
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Feeling Hairs Himself
The cutting of the gem has to be finished before you can see whether it shines.
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Advice Patience Philosophy
I’m old and the mirrors don’t lie.
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Lie Myself One Liner
He can love the shape of human beings, the fine and twisted shapes of the heart. It is good to have among us such men, such balancing monsters of love.
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Goodness Heart Himself Love Man
Ordinary eternal machinery, like the grinding of the stars.
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Forever Stars
Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as a secret to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.
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