Pete
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Dried Not LiedA Poem by PeteWho hears the fishes when they cry? - Thoreau |
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Gimme A ShimmyA Poem by PeteYou cannot hear music and noise at the same time. - Thoreau |
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Slobbering TommyrotA Poem by PeteMoral reform is the effort to throw off sleep. - Thoreau |
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Nowhere Is SomewhereA Poem by PeteNot till we are lost, in other words not till we have lost the world, do we begin to find ourselves, and realize where we are and the infinite extent .. |
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GroundswellA Poem by PeteThe finest workers in stone are not copper or steel tools, but the gentle touches of air and water working at their leisure with a liberal allowance o.. |
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EcclesiasticsA Poem by PeteThe church is a sort of hospital for men's souls and as full of quackery as the hospital for their bodies. - Thoreau |
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Devotion NotionA Poem by PeteI love that one with whom I sympathize. - Thoreau |
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