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If love did not exist, I would be so goddamn sane.

Andrea Gibson

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Andrea Gibson
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: August 13
Poet
Calais
Maine
Andrew Gibson
Goddamn
Sane
Exist
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So guess what, if I ever have my own team I am picking everyone first even the worst kid and the kid with the stutter like a skipping record 'cause I know all of us are scratched, even if you can't hear it when we speak.
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The holy have done more damage to this world than the devil ever could.
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We have to create it is the only thing louder than destruction.
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To think, a sweater, is made entirely of knots. My stomach could clothe a village.
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This is my body. It is no one's but mine.
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Touch me ‘til my ribs become piano keys, ‘til there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs.
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I know a thousand things louder than a soldier's gun I know the heartbeat of his mother.
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