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it's_hard_for_some_men_to_finish_sentences
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Robert Bly
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Sometimes a man can't say What he . . . A wind comes And his doors don't rattle. Rain Comes and his hair is dry. There's a lot to keep inside And a lot to . . . Sometimes shame Means we. . . Children are cruel, He's six and his hands. . . Even Hamlet kept passing The king praying And the king said, "There was something. . . ."
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shameful origami
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it's hard for some men to finish...period.
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020926
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yes. yes. no
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like him.
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020928
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god
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and there's some who can't finnish, but that's north of...
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birdm-
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gonna say something to that same effect, but then i ...
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jenny sans dots
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it's_hard_for_men_to_let_women_finish_sentences.
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040408
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Strideo
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Wow, I can really relate to that. It sort of reflects how I . . . ...
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Syrope
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and when i prod for them to finish the thought, they retreat...there's no winning
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misstree
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hey... i'm bad with finishing sentences myself... part of the way the playmate keeps me sane-ish is poking at me repeatedly until i spit it out, and holding me gentle and strong while i stutter, and telling me in calmest tones that it's all right... we each struggle with words, sometimes... i because i know the power they have, but i don't know which ones to use, to make him understand... he, because his poetry is not in words with their slippery meanings, and so he hasn't trained his the way i have... but even part of a sentence....
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040409
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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