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 It is the dharma of the cup to hold the water. It is the dharma of the water wheel to let go. It is the dharma of the ocean to hold in the d... [read more] |
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The captive prosimians receive no persimmons as they wait in cages at Harvard and Yale Princeton and Cornell Ohio State and Kent State Univ... [read more] |
 hope being a guide to wishful thinking, we, who hold the keys to the mystery, of dream, the chances worth taking her love, worth tasting lon... [read more] |
 "911" 9 - 12 - 01 One by one they tumble down i watch them all hit the ground unimaginable pain only for a moment en... [read more] |
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"Despair 2" 1 - 23 - 02 Despair comes with the air Fright sets the mood for the night Close my eyes, blackened skies [read more] |
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"Future" 1 - 23 - 02 Another sunrise sets on me the day begins, my future is uncertain yet set in stone, cold [read more] |
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"the Unfortunates" 1 - 31 - 02 We are stripped our fires doused we are broken and split-up without hope of success without lead... [read more] |
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"Strange Dreams" 11 - 21 - 01 this world is strange these lands unknown these creatures alien these lives untold where am I? w... [read more] |
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we hardly ever picture the things were not prepared for happening to us, like love for instance, so warm, yet cold the smile from a girl, te... [read more] |
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"Don't Look" 10 - 25 - 01 don't look don't speak your life is at it's peak don't touch don't walk the line is as thin as chalk don't look... [read more] |
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"From: the Heart" 2 - 4 - 01 it has the strength to lift you high it has the weight of the unending sky it has the p... [read more] |
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dont mind, if i lean your way, today i'm just indifferent, with situations, that i cant control, as always. speechless, i look at myself,... [read more] |
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how is it? how it wasn't how it would never be, i didn't think to sell myself short, but that is how it would seem, pale looks at my person... [read more] |
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some say, do you love the rain? the metallic smell in the breeze, cool and wet like some sweet kiss. pink and his delicate sound... [read more] |
 I cannot compare thee to the flowers Nor are you like the verdant hills of spring. You're not like the ticking of th... [read more] |