But little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.

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Your skin crawls up an octave
Your teeth have lost their gleam
The peaches snuggle closer down
Into the clotted cream

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Shall we come together, surmounting the old ditches we call our differences, and unfold the pomegranate he has made?

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You know what would look good on you, Uncle? A doberman pinscher.

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He erased the final wisps of pain
With the music of rubber bands.

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Друзья, давайте все умрем -
К чему нам жизни трепетанье?
Уж лучше гроба громыханье,
И смерти черный водоем;

Друзья, давайте будем жить,
И склизких бабочек душить;
Всем остальным дадим по роже,
Ведь жизнь и смерть - одно и то же...

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Oh, my dear
Every salted tear, it wrings
Bitter-sweet applause

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My commitments wait for me
but let them all
jump in the sea
until dawn