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rest
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silentbob
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im sure he wasn't sleeping are you calling me a liar? No, i'm just saying, maybe he was resting his eyes Resting his eyes? What like hes some air traffic controller? Actually thats his night job. clerks.
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000908
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psychobabe
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great movie -how i wish i could rest just for one hour, one second, one minute. That would be a great thing to acomplish
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011111
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Chiller
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when can the wind rest? what about water, or the air we breathe... when will we stop walking on streets. give old tormented stones a rest. winter will not rest, and neither will the sun. this world is restless, around the clock. all we can do, us humans ... is not give up. don't go on that ten! don't throw in the towel... ahhh.... who am i kidding anyway... we shal rest...
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011124
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blue star
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sinking, swimming, smoothing, slipping beautiful (un)satisfying guilty pleasure addiction completion and separation.
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020619
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blown cherry
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I need a soft place but everywhere I run to, every way I lean, jagged edges tear at me and cut me even smaller. My breath and my calm lay always a few steps ahead of my reach.
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021016
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no logic to feeling
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lay down you ve your eyes closed your breath first quiet is now loud Restless, a single teardrop lands at my pillow I do puzzles I puzzle your past You, still calm your breath first quiet is now loud Drop the matter Goodnight!
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030117
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Senor Muerte
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A sip of cool water after hard labor chopping mother earth's bones, hiding the mask worn by the minutes of the day, a lullaby to a living corpse waiting the arrival of Death, the Great Crusader, under crimson skies full of suppressed screams of rage...I am a moth wondering to the light in the center of a black Universe...
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040918
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what's it to you?
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