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Doar
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it never seems I am though,
words convey and dissipate all the time. A touch and a number.
They connect and dissconnect.
Plug and play I guess.
You have a number, and you remember it. I remember all of these.
and yet poetry has failed me,
each and every time.
I'm not above the relationships that I have felt, or the constant contact with the generals and pawns, each have their weight in the world and each have the listening.
I guess the repetition is the same when I'm here, BE KIND TO EACH OTHER, and when you can't.....fight for what you are ready to do.
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Doar
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it never seems I am though,
words convey and dissipate all the time. A touch and a number.
They connect and dissconnect.
Plug and play I guess.
You have a number, and you remember it. I remember all of these.
and yet poetry has failed me,
each and every time.
I'm not above the relationships that I have felt, or the constant contact with the generals and pawns, each have their weight in the world and each have the listening.
I guess the repetition is the same when I'm here, BE KIND TO EACH OTHER, and when you can't.....fight for what you are ready to do.
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ergo
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but I could never find a word that rhymes with blue. Maybe it's time to give it up and embrace my inner statistical analyst. I wonder what he looks like, maybe he rhymes with blue.
I hope he doesn't smell bad.
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