Just Fine
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The excess of societyjust means that we, the patient we,can often get something for free.And when there’s something someone needsthat’s a business opportunity.And so we all will be just fineor maybe we’ll run out of line.

Another Hill
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It seems we have come to another hill.Put it in the lowest gear and pedal hard.And even if we have to walk this one,someday we’ll come coasting into the yard.

Sleeping
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Sleeping is not easy, at least not for me. But you– maybe. No, sleep is not my forte. And so I empathize with my baby. 

Australia
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We always wanted to visit Australia,and now you’re going to be living there.That exotic land of kangaroos,and dingos, and koala bears.But as you know, Australia is normal,and though it’s on the other side of earth,you’ll always feel right side up,yes, … Continued

Buildings
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There comes a timein a building’s lifewhen you start to comparedemolition and repair.For a building,there is no such thing asaging gracefully,dying with any scrap of dignity.Only scraps of scrap.Because a building is not alive.These bricks are not like cells;they don’t … Continued

My Latest Idea
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I have about three thousand ideas a dayand only three of them are any good,and one of them is just “we should go to bed now,”so it doesn’t really count.But still, that adds up to quite a few good ideas,and … Continued

Good For Us
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Being hungry is good for us.For us, it means it’s time to eat.For us, it means we might lose something that we don’t want anyway.For us, it means the food will taste that much better.For others, it means that there … Continued

Games
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We have a shelf of games.We do not play them muchbecause our baby likes to eatdice and tiles and such.When she’s around, cards quakeand checkers try to flee.She thinks it is a game,and we cannot disagree.

First Bird
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First bird of the morning,I heard you sing,but now I hear thunder in your same sky.Maybe there’s rainto come for the ground,but while it is raining, where will you hide?

The Bottom of the Middle
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There is a spectrum fromtaking advantageto being taken advantage of.There are those who do oneor the other,then some people in betweenwho can freely give and receivenot only gifts and helpbut also respect and admiration.And then there are somein the bottom … Continued

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