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The Mind Is Its Own Beautiful Prisoner. Mind Looked Long At The Sticky Moon Opening In Dusk Her New Wings Then Decently Hanged Himself,one Afternoon. The Last Thing He Saw Was You Naked Amid Unnaked Things.

Since The Thing Perhaps Is To Eat Flowers And Not To Be Afraid

Here's To Opening And Upward... And To Yourself And Up With You And Up With And Up With Laughing.

You And I Are More Than You And I Because It's We.

Trust Your Heart If The Seas Catch Fire, Live By Love Though The Stars Walk Backward.