Suzanne Crone

Deficit

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You realize that you have nobody around you who loves what you love

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Ask her about the likelihoods

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mother, walk, bridge, void, life, God, laptop

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The energy between us confounds itself.

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If this recent slurry of challenge, and suffering, rib-cracking loneliness is fruitful, planting so much knowing, wisdom for harvest, then I am in.

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There is something about the commitment to the rake that speaks volumes.

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I suppose saying, "Forget about Michelangelo," is like saying, "Don't think of a zebra."

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Let’s say, you love to watch pots of water come to a boil. I will get you a chair, So you won’t have to stand for eternity,

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If he became a bowl of cherries, I would be, completely, lost.

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Here's a paintbrush, now go find the hummingbird and give her a refresh. Then polish the eavestrough.