probing the ashes for salvage
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Probing the ashes for salvage, I found a ring, wrapped round a finger.
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it all slides away; do you plead, push, pull, or sit in the tub and weep?
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increasing clarity is the consequence of growing ever old.
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Curmudgeon: The light at the end of the tunnel leads to your sphincter.
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buddhist monk in long brown robe dodges cars and rocks out to his ipod.
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I've been trying all night long, I put up with your favourite songs all night.
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starving dog
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starving dog is bending L-shaped in delight at the proffered doughnut.
Is the medication waning or is the world just getting sadder? |
Watching my newborn infant take in our world: so that's who was in there!
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tried so hard to be myself, I was turning into somebody else.
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If something hurts you, grab it and make it your personal source of strength.
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late at night i whisper you the name of a bird in my mother tongue.
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I really think that it's quite unromantic to whisper "Tweety".
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behold the great grouse of the mountains, capul coilleach, meaning 'horse-cock".
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