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I GET UP IN THE MORNING, TO THE BEAT OF THE DRUMS I GET UP TO THIS FEELING, KEEPS ME ON THE RUN I GET UP IN THE MORNING, PUT MY DREAMS AWAY I GET UP I GET UP I GET UP AGAIN
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I GET UP IN THE MORNING, TO THE BEAT OF THE DRUMS I GET UP TO THIS FEELING, KEEPS ME ON THE RUN I GET UP IN THE MORNING, PUT MY DREAMS AWAY I GET UP I GET UP I GET UP AGAIN
1959, The Sociables
i want to be good. and do good. and be nice to people. and make people happy. and have good and healthy relationships with people. i want to learn to forgive and i want to understand other people. i want to be loved and adored and i want to love and adore
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I absolutely do not have my ducks in a row. In fact, I don’t even know where they are but if you see them please be kind they have anxiety
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Twin Peaks (1990)
I’m burning or made of fire. I’m still young. I don’t want your saving.
I don’t want to be put out yet. I close the windows
and pray in the fumes. Red light / red light /
red light.
— Daniel Blokh, from “What Fire Trucks Stop For and What They Don’t,” published in Yes Poetry
John Stezake “The ocean breathes salty, won’t you carry it in? In your head, in your mouth, in your soul. And maybe we’ll get lucky and we’ll both grow old. Well I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I hope so. ” - Modest Mouse