Pete
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Ill-NaturedA Poem by PeteOne must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter. - Thoreau |
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"Polar" ProtrusionA Poem by PeteThat grand old poem called winter. - Thoreau |
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Feel Free To Cut InA Poem by PeteWe have the St. Vitus' dance, and cannot possibly keep our heads still. - Thoreau |
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I Can't BreatheA Poem by PeteA man sits as many risks as he runs. - Thoreau |
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Not All Open Books Are NovelA Poem by PeteWealth is the ability to fully experience life. - Thoreau |
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Just Wondering (If)A Poem by PeteWhat right have I to grieve, who have not ceased to wonder? - Thoreau |
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Save It For LaterA Poem by PeteI frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beech tree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance a.. |
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This Heat Is Absolutely Killing MeA Poem by PeteOne must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter. - Thoreau |
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Whine 69A Poem by PeteThey can do without architecture who have no olives nor wines in the cellar. - Thoreau |
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