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seeing a human being fall from GRACE
I never tire of it...
a face twisted with suffering
a face drowning in pleasure
it speaks to my HEART more than any work of A R T
The population had decreased great in expressive masses coinciding with factors prior verbalized by neurotic insomniacs with delusional fictionally dreams dreaded by drear and chaotic fiends. There in this desolate vineyard lies the vexation misconstrued by fractions and multiplied to create the vision adherently foresee by the previously appointed to amend this world
Stop the madness, control the chaos
-S & M.
Drink to me only with thine eyes,
and I will pledge with mine;
or leave a kiss but in a cup
and I'll not look for wine
-B Johnson
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Thou wast all that to me, Love,
for which my soul did pine:
a green isle in the sea, Love,
a fountain and a shrine
-E.A. Poe
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Day in melting purple dying,
blossoms all around me sighing,
fregrance from the lilies straying,
zephyr with my ringlets playing,
ye but waken my distress:
I am sick of loneliness
-Maria Gowen Brooks
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The sunrise, and the seting of the moon,
earthquakes and wars, and poisons and desease,
and all their causes, to an abstract point
cenverging thou didst bend, and called it god
-Percy Bysshe Shelley
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But yesterday she smiled and ranged with art
her playthings on the bed.
today and yesterday are leagues apart!
She will not smile today, for she is dead.
-George Barlow
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