Pete
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Little Bird (Seeing God)A Poem by PeteThe birds I heard today, which, fortunately, did not come within the scope of my science, sang as freshly as if it had been the first morning of creat.. |
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Back Doors And Killer FloorsA Poem by PeteThe only sin in the world is ignorance. - Thoreau |
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The Meaning of LifeA Poem by PeteSweep away the clutter of things that complicate our lives. - Thoreau |
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AirbrushedA Poem by PeteThe highest condition of art is artlessness. - Thoreau |
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Sulfite PlightA Poem by PeteThe soul grows by subtraction, not addition. - Thoreau |
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Not-So-Sweet SurrenderA Poem by PeteIt takes two to speak the truth: one to speak, and another to hear. - Thoreau |
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Who Cries The Rain?A Poem by PeteWho hears the fishes when they cry? - Thoreau |
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Standing OvationA Poem by PeteWe now no longer camp as for a night, but have settled down on earth and forgotten heaven. - Thoreau |
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Ode To CarlosA Poem by PeteFor Carlos Santana |
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Nowhere, Somewhere And EverywhereA Poem by PeteFoolish people imagine that what they imagine is somewhere else. That stuff is not made in any factory but your own. - Thoreau |
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