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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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In my end is my beginning.
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Beginning End Myself
I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
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Myself Sea Silence
This is one moment, / But know that another / Shall pierce you with a sudden painful joy.
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Joy Moments Oneself Pain
You are the music while the music lasts.
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Last Music Yourself
This love is silent.
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Love One Liner Silence
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
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
The visible reminder of Invisible Light.
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God Light One Liner Prayer
Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other Who think the same thoughts without need of speech
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Body Lover Need Talk Thinking True Love
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
Do I dare Disturb the universe?
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Dare Myself World
Time present and time past are both perhaps present in time future And time future contained in time past.
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Past Present Science Time
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
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 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
There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
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Death Life Oneself Remember Yourself

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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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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