Pete
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Please, Sit Next To MeA 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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No Overnight Parking (Violator's Will Be Towed At ..A Poem by PeteLife isn’t about finding yourself; it’s about creating yourself. So live the life you imagined. - Thoreau |
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Oh, Woe Is MeA Poem by PeteA field of water betrays the spirit that is in the air. It is continually receiving new life and motion from above. It is intermediate in its nature b.. |
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Not All Popes Wear WhiteA Poem by PeteBirds do not sing in caves, nor do doves cherish their innocence in dovecots. - Thoreau |
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Reservation RequiredA Poem by PeteThe forests are held cheap after the white pine has been culled out; and the explorers and hunters pray for rain only to clear the atmosphere of smoke.. |
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StemwareA Poem by PeteAs the least drop of wine tinges the whole goblet, so the least particle of truth colors our whole life. - Thoreau |
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It's Not A Fib With Your Fingers Crossed Behind Yo..A Poem by PeteInvariably our best nights were those when it rained. - Thoreau |
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BacklashA Poem by PeteThe sea-shore is a sort of neutral ground, a most advantageous point from which to contemplate this world. - Thoreau |
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Sister KateA Poem by Pete |
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ConfessionsA 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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