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It was too late by the time the robots came and I couldn't, I just couldn't
It is difficult to get the news from poems, yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there
unfinished (like me)
Closer and closer to the source of all rays of light
You have the world’s consent to be beautiful
You brought your ashes up to the mountain of solitude. Are you ready to bring your fire down to the valley of the people?
A still mind sees what is. A busy mind sees what is not.
a man who had fallen among thieves
Solo Piano
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