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These are the days of miracle and wonder.

Paul Simon

I’m laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone, Going home, where the new york city winters aren’t bleedin’ me.
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Home Myself Winter
Believing I had supernatural powers, I slammed into a brick wall.
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Believe Brick Myself Natural Power Wall
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? A nation turns its lonely eyes to you.
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Eyes Lonely Nation Yourself
She said a good day ain’t got no rain She said a bad day is when I lie in the bed And I think of things that might have been.
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Bad Day Goodness Myself Rain Thinking
It was easier than explaining DiMaggio’s use as a metaphor.
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Explaining Metaphor
These are the days of miracle and wonder.
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Days Instagram Captions Miracle Wonder
All lies and jests, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
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Himself Lying Man Regard
Music is forever; music should grow and mature with you, following you right on up until you die.
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Death Follow Forever Growth Music Right Yourself
And she said ‘Losing love is like a window in your heart, Everybody sees you’re blown apart, Everybody feels the wind blow.’
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Feeling Herself Lose Love Window
The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenements halls and whispered in the sounds of silence.
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Silence Sound Word Writing
There must be 50 ways to leave your lover.
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Break Up Leave Lover
I don’t know what I’m going to write when I begin to write. It feels like you are walking down a path, but you can’t see around the bend and you don’t know where you are going to go, which is fun.
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Beginning Known See Writing Yourself
Maybe the heart is part of the mist. And that’s all that there is or could ever exist. Maybe and maybe and maybe some more. Maybe’s the exit that I’m looking for.
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Existence Heart Myself
Was a sunny day, not a cloud in the sky. Not a negative word was heard.
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Cloud Day Heard Sky Word
I suppose an artist takes the elements of his life and rearranges them and then has them perceived by others as though they were the elements of their lives.
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Arrange Artist Element Live Myself
And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow.
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Brave Face Myself

These are the days of miracle and wonder.

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