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A Poem by Pete
This world is but a canvas to our imagination. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
I have, as it were, my own sun and moon and stars, and a little world all to myself. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
As I love nature, as I love singing birds...I love thee, my friend. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
Men talk glibly enough about moonshine, as if they knew its qualities very well, and despised them. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
The path of least resistance leads to crooked rivers and crooked men. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
Some songs are never just ordinary songs, they become the memories you collect in your life. - Seekerohan
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A Poem by Pete
All true greatness runs as level a course, and is as unaspiring, as the plow in the furrow. It wears the homeliest dress and speaks the homeliest lang..
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A Poem by Pete
Things do not change; we change. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
I would warn my hearers that they must not try my thoughts by a daylight standard, but endeavor to realize that I speak out of the night. All depends ..
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