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I believe in peace. Only peaceful co-existence…

I believe in peace. Only peaceful co-existence can ensure peace.

You’re always you, and that don’t …

You’re always you, and that don’t change, and you’re always changing, and there’s nothing you can do about it.

May your coming year be filled with magic and …

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful and don’t forget to make some art – write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.

Ah, September! You are the doorway to the seas…

Ah, September! You are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul… but I must confess that I love you only because you are a prelude to my beloved October.

I used to love September, but now it just rhym…

I used to love September, but now it just rhymes with remember.

Yeah – Sure I remember Matter of fact it was j…

Yeah – Sure I remember
Matter of fact it was just last September
She still calls it the fall to remember

In his or her own way, everyone I saw before m…

In his or her own way, everyone I saw before me looked happy. Whether they were really happy or just looked it, I couldn’t tell. But they did look happy on this pleasant early afternoon in late September, and because of that I felt a kind of loneliness new to me, as if I were the only one here who was not truly part of the scene.

We know that in September, we will wander thro…

We know that in September, we will wander through the warm winds of summer’s wreckage. We will welcome summer’s ghost.

for all I can really do is stand here in Septe…

for all I can really do is
stand here
in September’s rain
savoring…
soaking it all in
slipping..
and simply
holding on to poetry
for dear life.

In the face of impossible odds, people who lov…

In the face of impossible odds, people who love this country can change it.