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yorktone: recall the time when we were all happy
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yorktone: all things were glad and flourishing
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yorktone: the apple unbitten in the palm
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yorktone: latent greatness
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yorktone: the unfolding self
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yorktone: the why of it
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yorktone: we are monads
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yorktone: just the past, steadily accumulating
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yorktone: glamour [ˈglӕmə]
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yorktone: obvious
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yorktone: he existed for me, and it is only through me that he exists for you
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yorktone: love songs in age
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yorktone: the sense of an ending
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yorktone: why men don't listen
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yorktone: My Bed
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yorktone: man in his time plays many parts...
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yorktone: the visionary scenes that pass before us
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yorktone: Now do you begin to understand me?
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yorktone: flower stalks
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yorktone: the decadent reader
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yorktone: the memory of yesterday is as shadowy as the hope of tomorrow
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yorktone: ever and ever and ever alone
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yorktone: the old devils
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yorktone: something, like nothing, happens anywhere
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yorktone: Белоэмигрант
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yorktone: somnopolis
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yorktone: we are gamblers all
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yorktone: a face at peace
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yorktone: disgusted / disorganised / dissatisfied
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yorktone: ride a cock horse