In search of Truth the hopeful zealot goes,But all the sadder tums, the more he knows!
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poetry
There are no lungs like the ones that breathe poetry.
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Mathematics and poetry are the two ways to drink the beauty of truth.
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The truth, the all moving magic, the single handed spark of it all wasI found art. And this saved my life.
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Don't be afraid to be afraid. Have fear, and then conquer the shit out of it.
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O how we call each other namesYou call me schizophrenicI call you GodBut we do agree on oneDeluded are we both.
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Sand lines my soul which is filled with the breath of the ocean.
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May be its mine bad-luck Or yours not to get me But I still have hope Of being yours
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I play with the fire of my own truth," she told me, "I will burn for the things I love.
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