Pete
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TequilaA Poem by PeteIf a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however.. |
EremophobiaA Poem by PeteMorbid dread of being alone. |
PremonitionA Poem by Pete |
The SweeperA Story by PeteSuccess usually comes to those who are too busy to be looking for it. - Thoreau |
Turn-Offs?A Poem by Pete |
Loaded DiceA Poem by PeteThe savage in man is never quite eradicated. - Thoreau |
'Hecked, Ick'A Poem by PeteHectic. |
Just Say NoA Poem by PeteIn the long run, men hit only what they aim at. Therefore, they had better aim at something high. - Thoreau |
Without a TraceA Poem by Pete"The black holes of nature are the most perfect macroscopic objects there are in the universe: the only elements in their construction are our concept.. |