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• I do not ask for her secret.
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• Consistency is all I ask
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• Since I left her
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• For my last trick, I made her disappear
• Letting it go to her head
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair IV
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• She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
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• he'd spent years with his cheeks pressed against glass
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• So bashful when I spied her
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• An incomplete poem in her head
• Herr (user)
• The first time I saw her
• Herr Geist_root (category)
• Jori Faces her Fear
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• The Horse and His Boy
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• The Pilgrim's Progress: Part I: Loses his burden at the cross
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• tiny alien ideas sprout in his brain, like baby incisors erupting from his testicles
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• Ramen with slivered peppers, bamboo soup, amaranth salad
• advice
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• Ask an Uptight Seattleite
• For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
• Pig on her back
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• my baby sleeps on her head
• She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
• Tomoko Uemura in Her Bath
• Did You Fuck Her?
• a smiling girl with blonde eyelashes and a sundress. someday i'll find her
• Why you don't want to piss her off
• Ducks can swim. What about her pearls?
• Zebras painted on her walls
• The Girl with the Sun in her Head
• The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
• The sun broke off of us and I push her anxious wrists away
• Winds her knot? I 'ardly know 'er!
• Her hand on my heart
• The Horse and His Rider
• The Ass and His Driver
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• Tokusan holds his bowl
• Forgetting his life away
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• Don Quixote had his windmills, I have my helicopters
• Left to His Own Devices
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• Character Of Constantine And His Sons III
• Making the Movies XXXVI The Movie Soldier and His Work
• His heart swells with drama a roach mounts his slippered foot
• Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XV
• Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the computer panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
• A father's thoughts for his daughter
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• Maruchan Pork Flavor Ramen
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• Everything you ever wanted to know about theatre tech, but were afraid to ask
• One who doesn't ask, eats wax
• Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
• Meant For Her
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• I ran over an old woman with her own car
• Tell Stacey I love her
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• When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
• A hollow longing in her that will last
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair V
• Herr's Potato Chips
• Sleep to Dream Her
• The endless blue sky is not big enough to hold her memories, so it doesn't
• How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
• Bleed to Love Her
• She's got Zelda Fitzgerald mercury in her veins
• Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 5
• 32 Reasons Andrew Deserves His Door
• The Little Boy and his Dogs
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• The Birth of Merlin, or, The Childe Hath Found His Father
• aware of his own mortality
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• automaus reads its message inbox
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• His name came up like a match on wooden me
• his eyes are colorless
• It is at that moment, I believe, that Sylvester finds his true voice
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• Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
• Written in her French Psalter
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• I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
• I could hear her thoughts
• To Her Mind
• The colors flow through her like a rainbow
• In her tomb by the sounding sea
• Der Herr der Ringe
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• Her black eyes were surely the source of my angst
• her dopeness_root (category)
• woman and her husband
• It is her name that I think of when I think about being in love.
• I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne

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