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Places, Faces, and Their Tales
A trail of vagabonds Traveling along, each with a tale of their coming alongs Called life, what you've done There's experiene at the next light. And I find myself in ...
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The Self
The self, felt on the bottom shelf. The self, felt it ...
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Thoughts and Feelings for Death's Undoings
When I hear of death, I don't always feel the remorseful showering of a tingling feeling at the idea of the coming fate, and leave it hovering in me because ...
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Hammer and Saw
What is seen when there's nothing happening? What does it mean when there's no meaning? What is a fiend when everyone's fiending? Make somthing from things that you saw And ...
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Insect of Instinct
An insect driven by instinct Fluttering aimlessly and pestering It sees, it hears, it smells, it tastes It can not feel without thought to tell All it does is gather ...