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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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Men dislike being awakened from their death in life.
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Death Deep Life Man
In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
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Decision Time
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
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
For us, there is only the trying. The rest is not our business.
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Business Ourselves
I learn a great deal by merely observing you, and letting you talk as long as you please, and taking note of what you do not say.
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Greatness Learning Let Go Myself
We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time.
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End Ourselves Place Start Time Travel
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
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
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
The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
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Ink Literature Poet Purpose
This is the way the world ends not with a bang but a whimper.
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End Theory World
Do I dare Disturb the universe?
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Dare Myself World
Success is relative. It is what we make of the mess we have made of things.
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Mess Success
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
Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers.
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Failure Writing

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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