| ..because three is the loneliest number. |


Venomous InspirationI foresaw this Poem in the head:Venomous Inspiration
You are what you know From what Thou informed: Let me just detail and dress I know what you will wear! Every tear I grudge, Each patch I judge!
Now I am nodding back in bed.


Mutilated Religious LimbsThere are no religions! There is a God. Within each, a fragment of Him Cleaved into controversial pieces: Thou head, Thee legs, Thee arms And Thee torso with every limb Signifies and bears to the same name!Mutilated Religious Limbs
DISPUTE ONE SCENE 1 At the Continental table, many gather. Enter QUESTIONERS, THE POET, and DISAGREEING ONES
QUESTIONERS: Which do you believe? THE POET: I have no religion His name is God Let us stitch our division! DISAGREEING ONES: That is NOT a religion!
THE POET: He IS if you:
Put T
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Never knock on Death's door; ring the doorbell and run (he hates that)
Comeandcatchthequeenofhearts AND
sleep quietly and silently
it is much, much appreciated
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...ile szczęścia może dać jedna chmura na niebie...
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Help! I'm alive!
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Help! I'm alive!
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Were it so easy...
Love and to be Loved is the best thing in the world...
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