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I don't believe we're hateful. I think mostly we're just asleep, but the math adds up the same.

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Andrea Gibson
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: August 13
Poet
Calais
Maine
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...And for every day you paint the war, take a week and paint the beauty, the color, the shape of the landscape you’re marching towards. Everyone knows what you’re against show them what you’re for.
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Let me also say I wanna make you sandwhiches, And soup, And peanut butter cookies, Though, the truth is peanutbutter is actually really bad for you 'cause they grow peanuts in old cotton fields to clean the toxins out of the soil, But hey, you like peanutbutter and I like you!
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My mouth is a fire escape. The words coming out don’t care that they are naked. There is something burning in there.
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None of us are pretty, but our ugly has an alibi.
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Your ignorance keeps dismembering every piece of patience I have left.
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Touch me 'til my ribs become piano keys.
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I thought, The flowers, save the flowers... I never thought for a second we wouldn't save the people
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You can have a cold war with yourself, even in the summertime
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