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A Poem by Pete
How can any man be weak who dares to be at all? - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
Each season is but an infinitesimal point. It no sooner comes than it is gone. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
It's funny.Like gathering missing honey.I never liked myself but I expect everyone to like me.To see what I can't see.And be what I don't wanna be.The..
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A Poem by Pete
Methinks my own soul must be a bright invisible green. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
I came into this world, not chiefly to make this a good place to live in, but to live in it, be it good or bad. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
Even a little shining bud which lies sleeping behind its twig and dreaming of spring, perhaps half concealed by ice, is object enough. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
The stars are God's dreams, thoughts remembered in the silence of his night. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
When I think of the gold-diggers and the Mormons, the slaves and the slave-holders and the flibustiers, I naturally dream of a glorious private life. ..
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A Poem by Pete
It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
If I put my head deliberately into the fire, there is no appeal to fire or to the maker of fire, and I have only myself to blame. - Thoreau
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