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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.

T. S. Eliot

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
Whatever you think, be sure it is what you think; whatever you want, be sure that is what you want; whatever you feel, be sure that is what you feel.
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Be Yourself Feeling Self Love Thinking
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
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Myself Pieces Ruin
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
So I find words I never thought to speak In streets I never thought I should revisit When I left my body on a distant shore.
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Body Myself Talk Thinking Word
The visible reminder of Invisible Light.
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God Light One Liner Prayer
music heard so deeply That it is not heard at all, but you are the music While the music lasts.
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Deep Last Music
An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.
T. S. ELIOT

Election Fake Live Peace Politics
Unreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended
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End Friendship Reality Repair
You are the music while the music lasts.
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Last Music Yourself
To do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man’s life.
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Beautiful Courage Enough Life Man
This love is silent.
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Love One Liner Silence
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
Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea.
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Decision Time Vision Yourself
I can connect Nothing with nothing
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Connection Myself One Liner
The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
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Ink Literature Poet Purpose

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