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No big surprise, but I have to say it.Amazing words, ones to ponder, and I only have a glimpse.The filters of experience change perception, and I wond..
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Each feels alone, always in a different way.The observer disconnected, trying to understand, looking at the world around them.The hawk aloof, gliding ..
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Bit of Jackson Browne, "The Load Out".Quiet, pleasant, and what a vision.Our words are often repeated, even by ourselves.Comes back to why we write, w..
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He told me. Set his camp near my bridge, close enough so I could see the fire, and hear his voice.I want to come closer, but I would be misunderstood...
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The fire grows dim, and I notice a friend of yours seems to come closer.Who you ask? Why, the lonely fellow left in the fields.Left for the crows to p..
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Yes, it is annoying, but he is trying to connect.He doesn't realize his phone is set to speaker, and he doesn't remember those he attempts to call, we..
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Easy when you are alone, miles pass by, and you sing.Words turn to song, ones remembered, others fill in the spots neglected.Easy when you are alone, ..
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My words are my own, and I can recognize a phrase.I see an influence, and try to give credit, even if it is the "oh , man" moment.Comes down to it, I ..
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How else can a vague image of sanity be represented? Honest reactions would horrify others, merely because they were honest.I could be P.C., I could t..
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