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One had to have visionwhen standing for parliament,but all too often,they were blinded by the lights.
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In the mosque of mindsparadise was born....and lost.
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As Poe lookedthrough eye sockets empty,the cranium eruptedin nebula fashionon Kubrick's Space Odyssey.But one did not have totravel far forinfinite po..
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It was decided,when the moonsheltered the sunfrom man's embarrassmentspermanently,Earth would becomean unquiet grave.
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Underneath the starslies the apprehensionthat the heavens aboveis all but a myth,and one foot in the gravedoes not mean the other footis placed in hea..
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Beware the puppeteer poetwho strings wordsin many a verseto leave you danglingin the quagmire of meaning.Or the vagrant poetlost in translation,lost f..
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You could place your bets,if the devil couldn't do it,be rest assuredthe she-devil could.This was not a mathematicalbet, but more intuition,from smell..
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While love breaks,swept outon waves of tidal change, now barren:wind hollowsthrough carcass mindshaving skeletal thoughts litteredacross sunburnt plai..
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In the carriage once full,pulled were memoriescarried through,stored on life passing,but now on phantom thoughts gallopingbeat the wings of time,dilut..
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I was always crashing the same car....but so what....I had the same craniumdriven by memoriesthat swerved and avoidedtoday's realities.
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