Pete
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Toothless CombingA Poem by PeteThe mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation, and go to the grave with the song still in them. - Thoreau |
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Living At Somewhere's EdgeA Poem by PeteWe can never have enough of nature. Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the in.. |
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I Only Take Quarters (Cold Rinse)A Poem by PeteThe constant abrasion and decay of our lives makes the soil of our future growth. - Thoreau |
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Bald People Never Get Hair In Their EyesA Poem by PeteIf misery loves company, misery has company enough. - Thoreau |
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All Is VanityA Poem by PeteHow vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live. - Thoreau |
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UndeliverableA Poem by PeteThe price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it. - Thoreau |
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That Which Really MattersA Poem by PeteIt's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see. - Thoreau |
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Caught In A CrossfireA Poem by Pete |
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Us (No Transfers)A Poem by Pete |
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No RailingA Poem by Pete |
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