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For I have known them all already, known them all—Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.

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I am moved by fancies that are curled, around these images and cling, the notion of some infinitely gentle, infinitely suffering thing.
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Myself Photograph Suffering
We read many books, because we cannot know enough people.
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Book Enough People Reading
In my end is my beginning.
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Beginning End Myself
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us and we drown.
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Deep Dream Fantasy Girl Human Sea Voice Wake Up
This is the way the world ends not with a bang but a whimper.
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End Theory World
Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity
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Creation Mental
We had the experience but missed the meaning. And approach to the meaning restores the experience in a different form.
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Deep Different Experience Missing
April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.
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Death Desire Flower Memories Rain Season Spring
Television is a medium of entertainment which permits millions of people to listen to the same joke at the same time, and yet remain lonesome.
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Joke Listen Lonely People
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me.
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Fantasy Myself Sing Thinking
I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
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Myself Sea Silence
In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
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Decision Time
Every experience is a paradox in that it means to be absolute, and yet is relative; in that it somehow always goes beyond itself and yet never escapes itself.
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Beyond Escape Experience
There’s no vocabulary For love within a family, love that’s lived in But not looked at, love within the light of which All else is seen, the love within which All other love finds speech. This love is silent.
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Deep Family Light Love See Silence Talk
Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.
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Sanity Suffering World
This love is silent.
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Love One Liner Silence

For I have known them all already, known them all—Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.

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