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For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice.

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An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.
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Election Fake Live Peace Politics
If you aren’t in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?
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Knowledge Yourself
I have measured out my life in coffee spoons.
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Life Myself
Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it
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Acceptance Past
If you haven’t the strength to impose your own terms upon life, then you must accept the terms it offers you.
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Acceptance Life Strength Yourself
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
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Myself Pieces Ruin
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
Men dislike being awakened from their death in life.
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Death Deep Life Man
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
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Humanity Reality
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice.
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Change Language Voice Word
Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
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Dance Exception
There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.
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Fear Feeling Grief Music
We don’t actually fear death, we fear that no one will notice our absence, that we will disappear without a trace.
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Absence Death Fade Fear Ourselves
There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
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People Preparation Time
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
Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.
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Sanity Suffering World

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