Pete
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Leave It BeA Poem by PeteCowards suffer, heroes enjoy. - Thoreau |
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Now, Where Did I Put My Mind?A Poem by PeteIn sane moments we regard only the facts, the case that is. - Thoreau |
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Pizarro's GoldA Poem by PeteOur truest life is when we are in dreams awake. - Thoreau |
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ReassembleA Poem by PeteIf within the sophisticated man there is not an unsophisticated one, then he is but one of the devil's angels. - Thoreau |
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Bring It on HomeA Poem by PeteHeaven is under our feet as well as over our heads. - Thoreau |
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Stone EnclaveA Poem by PeteIf 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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The Radium ClockA Poem by PeteAs if you could kill time without injuring eternity. - Thoreau |
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Fade to GrayA Poem by PeteIf a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however.. |
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