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I do have to go somewhere now
The real thing could never live up to the dream
I don’t want you to feel strange about it
You seem so peaceful, I hate to disturb you
I’m not saying I’m right
You could have come there anytime you wanted
There’s something about me you don’t know
He could hardly go back to what he had been
The prison was a tidy fortress of unambiguous shapes
What does this say about me?
He had run and left it behind. He had run
He felt like he had never been there before
He never knew what to make of it, then or after
They couldn’t really see anything
When they were gone it would be something that had never happened
Why are you looking in the mirror?
You don’t want to go somewhere new?
He sat in the car outside somewhere or other
They had all the love and kindness and gentleness covered
They were not good talkers, either of them
They had friends; that was how they met
You can love someone too much
He had no worries, none, and he worried about that
He wants to be ready for next time
There’s always something you haven’t thought of
It’s never a bad time to talk strategy
I never made an appointment with you
How long has it been since he’s had a normal workday?
Of course it’s a misunderstanding
He has no one to take care of and he can relax
This is how it has to be
And of course you’d have no answer
Gone fishing
Realizing that life is short and brutal
Did he finish his beer? Can’t remember
I’d feel the other place running against the membrane of the world, almost touching it
Because it does make sense – only I don’t know how
She had looked right at me, but she had not seen me at all
I was stunned, so stunned that I couldn’t move
I believe I had a normal childhood
Big and heavy movements, but delicate, too, in all the subtle, reactive leaves
I loved the mysterious darkness of the trees
When I was a kid, I liked walking through neighborhoods alone
And Now for Something Completely Different …
He hates reading, but he is bright
Every man has to find how to make his own way in this world
You’re going to be sorry one day
I was just thinking about getting me a tattoo like that
She couldn’t go back to that house, obviously
There was nothing I could offer
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