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Twas a soft question!Not all questions are pointed.How green is your cactus?
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Where am I past or future?If I rememberthe beginningbut I forget the latter,am I lost in the futureor still at the beginning?I'm lost!
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The tree of knowledge felled.The tree of knowledgewas none the wiserafter the lumberjackcame to town,for he was I.
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The cut was smooth!On your lawnI mowed,I keptyour clippings,as a momentofor lyingon your grass.The cut was brazilian!
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You always questioned my authority.On your mark, get set,you stopped. You never did like my authority.
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I was tied up!It wasn'tso muchhow long was my string,but who found it,and who was pulling my strings.
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Forget the ladder to the heavens!The sign read."Watch your step!" asone steps beyond for there are no steps!
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No loss!You may havepulled out all the stops,but I pulled outmy eraser.No stops here!Bye Bye!
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Where to now?The road was long,but the path wasnarrow.
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As the myths turn to mist, anxiety grows.Anxiety growson problemspresented,but fearsdisappearon mythsdiscoveredto be false.
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