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A man’s strength can drain from him
She dressed stylishly
I’ll tell you about it sometime
But will it make a difference?
Finish with thinking and act
It was a transient annoyance
I decided I would never decide again
It really was a top secret place, though
I really hadn’t had time to work out the ramifications
Wherever you go, I said, I’ll follow you
You feel sorry for me?
Gone Fishin’
No one was sure who would come back
Sometimes I think we were born to suffer more than all the rest
You’ve been holding something back, haven’t you?
For something to burgeon, it must be new
What if his name was called?
Something has startled him awake
But already the moment was gone
It would be difficult, but not impossible
Seeing the color red
What the hell are you doing?
Mon cœur s’est pris au miracle des îles
But I’m a lot tougher than you are
Almost everything could be transformed into a weapon
Friends are friendly to each other, friends help each other out
I don’t know you anymore
He was an insanely talented programmer
It looked like a kind of punk porcupine
He seemed distracted, disoriented, even, but not mad
That’s how so many things happen
She viewed them with amusement
Attempting to break out of the back yard
They were in eternal if silent conversation
One never knows quite whom or what to trust
It’s not a pain exactly, it’s more like a longing
It had been a peculiar week
Did you have any luck? Not a bit
And you don’t even have to remember how it feels, if you remember how it looks
I hated having to ask them to wait
I could have gone through the door
What sounds came from the street were distant, indistinguishable
Gone Fishing
We need everybody at their most alert
Well, I’ve been having a great time here
They’re like an old married couple, enit?
He turned around and a shudder ran along his spine
She had no idea what the phrase meant
It makes sense to me
And what’s your definition of living?
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