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I galloped like an enchanted horse into love.
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I galloped like an enchanted horse into love.
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sitting in a puddle of puke was a man. He ws crying. Is asked him if I could help him. He told me to mind my own god-damn business. I did and wend away.
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The simplicity of life and the complexity of death play a gane called eternity against the complexity of life and the simplicity of death.
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Lonny is two years old. Yesterday she and I whispered together. I didn't know what she was whispering about, and she didn't know what I was whispering about, We whispered very softly, and acted as it we understood each other perfectly.
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I remember a very beautiful, quite proper young woman letting a fart that sounded like a gunshot.
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The old man stopped the boy on the street. ?Boy?" With a sort of tired voice. "Yeah." With a sort of scared voice. "Am I alive?" "Huh?" "I don't know whether I'm dead or alive. Will you please tell me? "You're" ("Gulp.) "Alive."…
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A niightmare came to me. The nightmare was wearing a bikini bathing suit. Dig that sext horror!
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Our eyes spit at each other. She said with a voice colder than a dead bird (or was it two dead birds?), "Hello."
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At a moment in life I discovered that I was going to die. It did not bother me at all. At another moment in life I discovered what dying meant. I thought it was a dirty deal.
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My mother was quite a gal. Yup. God bless her soul that did a perfect imitation of a mole.
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Shredded Cardboard, the all-American breakfast cereal, presents "New Horizons in Ameican Cereal and Culture." Tonight our star is Marilyn Monroe.
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Could I, would I give you a sky. Filled with everything you like. ...and the clouds would be all the dreams you've wanted to come true. And you would float on them.
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O life! O beauty O wonderful splendor of everthing! (Hell man, take an asprin before you blow a fuse.)
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I dreamt I was a berd sitting in an apple tree. The sun was out and my feathers were warm. I was resting between courting sessions when some kids snipped me off with a BB gun.
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The pure blue ocean of your eyes rises and falls gently, rises and falls gently, and washes nice things up onto the beaches of my soul.
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Some people believe that man is a son-of-a-bitch. Some people believe that man is an angel without wings. (A rather morbid thought.) I believe that both parties are right and wrong. I also have a few ideas of my own. More or less
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The melody has ended. The flute will never play again Put it into a box. Bury the box. Stand there and remember the melody of the flute. (Good-bye, Mother. Father. Somebody. Good-bye.) And the wind of a warm autumn afternoon causes leaver to scratch the tombstone.)…
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"Mommie, how does God keep his house warm?" "He burns the souls of bad niggers."
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I'm Always Chasing Rainbows
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Money is sad shit.
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