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Dark, dark my light, and darker my desire.My soul, like some heat-maddened summer fly,Keeps buzzing at the sill. Which I is I?

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Love alters all. Unblood my instinct, love.

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My Papa's Waltz:The whiskey on your breathCould make a small boy dizzy;But I hung on like death:Such waltzing was not easy.We romped until the pansSli...more

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What's madness but nobility of soulAt odds with circumstance? The day's on fire!I know the purity of pure despair,My shadow pinned against a sweating ...more

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What grace I have is enough.

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Those who are willing to be vulnerable move among mysteries.

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By daily dying, I have come to be.

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What is madness but nobility of the soul at odds with circumstance.

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I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I have to go.