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Proscenium curtain draws back to reveal a star in her birthday suit who in act I comes out kicking and screaming, sucks in act II, and in the third act she crawls off stage.
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I jump off a cliff, so far as not being pushed by the Road Runner.
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When you join the “lost your mother” club, other members do not congratulate you, but tell their own sad tale, swaddling you in their cocooned tears.
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Why must those depressed strive for breath, even as they cling to Jesus breast, holding the wing of a pure white dove?
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Media will never quiet your mind. Take a walk outside where colors will flood your soul.
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Poets are like journalists - reporting the heart rendition of the local and world news.
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A soul lifts, just out of reach.
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Don't tell the school days of August, it's still summer.
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Without memories, it's just a string on the finger, a pretty bow.
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Not knowing which way to turn, I turn to God!
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