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Description: | I had to know the point to which the path was tracked and when the definition would cease to be my own |
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Description: | She didn't quite make clear what we were going to find when we got here on the outer edge of worry It wasn't Chinamen and it wasn't wild rice A ha... |
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Description: | Unkind to speak of the ancestral vocabulary as dream-talk, unkind to wake the dreamer |
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Description: | 200 years this tree grew here and so did I We were raised here and brought up young ones |
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Description: | The style of reachings, temporal or spiritual, for transformation of the earth. The chapel of Rockford Female Seminary, later Rockford College, 1889-1892... |
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Description: | Well-scrubbed proprieties, in no danger except the possible over-minding of their own manners or being out-voted by Activists |
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Description: | As though the tree inclined lacked discipline, pruned of its working part |
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Description: | Even the slow, dry, hungry engines, digging what would be the best of times, cannot help but leave behind them a restlessness unchanging as bef... |
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Description: | New land cut out by real imaginary lines based in older spirit courses lay and bedrock, flight of birds and pointed feet |
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Description: | Everybody who lived should get a gold watch for endurance and a chain for hanging |
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Description: | The buildup of Answers took many years On Saturday the band was stilled and Monday morning they tore it down leaving front and back of another... |
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Description: | Always looking at the vacancy in that great sea of people All there ever was was a greeting card and that one a mirage |
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Description: | First one light is the truth and then another but always it is shining on some counterpart |
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Description: | Everybody was wonderful Stars kept rising, pink and gold Trailing threads of breathless music barely out of reach Hand to hand around the n... |
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Description: | "I am the man with measuring pole on my shoulder. At the age of 21 years I was sawing log in the woods. Since then I have seen the old time way go and the ... |
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Description: | Some towering hand-made genius had fighting words to sell |
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Description: | Page from Sue Ann Hackett Blue Album displaying several scenes from the interior of Cabin I. Includes photographs of girls on bunk beds, storage areas next... |
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Description: | Page from Sue Ann Hackett Blue Album displaying several scenes from a canoe trip on the Lower Kaubashine Creek. Includes photographs of Joy Camps canoes on... |
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Description: | That morning is adrift in passing; it cannot last the day. Those years are anchored to each other; there is no other way. |
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Description: | A house laced straight into the wiry sore of righteousness, squared off and lonely, tingling at the sound of ice, the libertine who drowned. |
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