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puppet.txt

my perception is not the same as you

the purple you see

the trees you seek

a response to eyes meet are new

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per rays of sun

the lashes planted on your lids

the lines make the smile on skin

muscle pulled moving puppets

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nerves against closure

something pulls us closer

shifting the worlds glaciers away

leave me safe in those puppet'd arms

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warmth

shutting my eyes in such state

slowed mind shining north

hurry i am late

splitpeasoup.txt

at a diner

split pea soup

served to dine-ins

filling each bowl

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a portion

for you and another

taking from the mother

the source which fills the air

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the attention twined care

measured to perfection

avoiding stained product

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not all like what they taste

others ask for more

some don't pay

walking out the door

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still then there is more

the mother is still warm

above a supervised flame

taking in heat

preserving the taste

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dirtied utensils

yet clean bowls

opinion to be disclosed

hate or love

payment is due

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taking from the mother

until empty

split pea soup