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I'd like to take you to the movies but they don't...
No pen, no paper but you still draw my attention...
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I'm not what I appear to be
I wear a mask so bright...
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Dear Mama, don’t die—
please...
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Upon my heart—
the diary...
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It was an intangible love, a presence. It was you.
It was us, you and me, always...
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An artist creates
only in the presence of light...
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The Bomb Has No Eyes
The predators do not see innocence...
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In Palestine evil
shadows linger...
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The mason asked to the stone:
No matter how much I throw you...
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Well, perhaps I am a well?
a thing that needs to be filled so well...
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The sun forgets my name again,
I wake in gray, I stay in bed...
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What is the use,
being the hero...