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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
long lines to admiresure to perspirea roaring town crierfrequent flyerhe stuck pins in dollsfanning fireclimbing a chorded spirea tear drier and guita..
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A Poem by Pete
reading flesh like braille mapsstrands of hair owning windlips loaning heartswe kissed with tonguesundressed with eyesheld with soulshugging with pass..
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A Poem by Pete
lathed sun drenchessowed rain scorchesmatters not to angels, devils or souls with covered porches
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A Poem by Pete
'tween seemingly subtle lines of prosewith patches in their hearts, clothes and soulsmusicians, poets and philosophers dig recondite holesdepths and c..
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A Poem by Pete
god, forgiveness, top and bottom shelvesfound at crossroads and round-aboutsin the middle of deserts with no canteenoceans with circling sharksin hosp..
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A Poem by Pete
The only obligation which I have a right to assume is to do at any time what I think right. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
Hope and the future for me are not in lawns and cultivated fields, not in towns and cities, but in the impervious and quaking swamps. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measu..
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A Poem by Pete
Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth. - Thoreau
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