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All life long, the same questions, the same answers.

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There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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Head Heart Myself
Dance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
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Dance Natural Order Thinking
Sometimes I wonder if I’m in my right mind. Then it passes off and I’m as intelligent as ever.
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Intelligence Mindset Myself Right Wonder
To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
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Artist Mess Task Work
Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
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End Thankful Yourself
To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
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Change Myself Transformation
In my head there are several windows, that I do know, but perhaps it is always the same one, open variously on the parading universe.
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Head Myself Universe Window
People are bloody ignorant apes.
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Animal Blood Ignorance People Reality
All poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer.
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Discrimination Poetry Prayer
The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
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Beginning End Philosophy Wisdom
For in me there have always been two fools, among others, one asking nothing better than to stay where he is and the other imagining that life might be slightly less horrible a little further on.
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Better Fools Horrible Imagination Life Stay
All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
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Answer Life Long Question
Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
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Charity Defense
Nothing is more real than nothing.
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One Liner Reality
To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
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Death Forget Man
We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
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Cry Dead Greatness Growth Habit Old Time

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