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It's True That All The Men You Knew Were Dealers Who Said They Were Through With Dealing Every Time You Gave Them Shelter. I Know That Kind Of Man It's Hard To Hold The Hand Of Anyone Who Is Reaching For The Sky Just To Surrender.

My Page Was Too White My Ink Was Too Thin The Day Wouldn't Write What The Night Pencilled In.

Silence And A Deeper Silence When The Crickets Hesitate

If You're Lucky, You Can Keep The Vehicle Healthy And Responsive Over The Years. If You're Lucky, Your Own Intentions Have Very Little To Do With This.

Ah, Grief Makes Us Precise!