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in this book
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Those angels burden and unbalance us.
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Oh blame life. That we just want more.
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And the days that I keep my gratitude
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For when it is time to set she is crimson ashamed to run out on us.
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Now that I have your voice by heart, I read
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Scissortails swoop sinusoidally like dolphins out of phase.
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If I were another on the road, I would have said
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it wasn’t skill or hard work or guessing the right name,
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but he hoped the quantum would vanish.