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There is no talent No concessions from generous gods No gifts in matter There's work And there's luck That's all our talent is about. Art is all aroud us. Mostly Fortuitous. And beauty Without a plan.

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One moment of peace Over this impatient world Some day will reign. One Single Instant Of Quiet Joy And Respect One day will Scream And say "Too Late."

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Rising from the dead The forgotten ones Struggle to find A piece of heaven A stripe of gold To bless their ancient bones To rilief To eternity.

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A constellation Of multiform brightness A design Of unique greatness The failure Of an entire generation What kind of new order Will the present have?

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Painted my skin Looked through the sky Asked for some help Couldn't tell why Stopped on a doorway Looked up and cried All by myself The sign said "You lied".

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Blow No wind Through madness' Sighs. Show No mercy For good men's Eyes.

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Numbering New mindset Moltitude Of colors Watch out you Stay in line.

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On your nose Round your eyes 'Hind your neck Under your brows Over the lips Till your toes Shit- Got some powder?

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Smudged lipstick Is a promise Of imperfection Nights out Adventurous characters Of horizontal travels Into completion.

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Give it to me Said the girl with the scar Never Answered the man It's mine Said the girl with the scar Forget it Answered the man I had something perfect Said the girl with the scar Now you lost it Answered the man She took off And left her love behind.

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Helpless try To leave a sign A voice To those Who helplessly Will come Who helplessly Will gather With us Too late.

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Fixed in a smile In an instant One night Shed a tear Found you again Chained to the floorstep As a windless Red kite.

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Even vegetables Are aware Of the ground They lie on. Even they Lie in the sun Of this sunny Day of spring.

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Everything starts From a dot Keep staring at me With your head Bent on the spot.

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Went to bed Caught a cold Then was fed So they told.

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You will find me Among the billions of dead cells In one single drop Of desperation and beauty Spread from your golden wound.

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Precision makes us weak As farmers on a boat As sailors on land A fool's vision An idiot's grin Makes the poor earth A most confortable place.