(from "The Faithful Heart") Couldn't Get Closer To Anything With Staying Still, So I Got Scared When

(from "The Faithful Heart") Couldn't get closer to anything with staying still, so I got scared when I saw a bad poetry. At the heads of fools, gonna gather bones of peaches and throw'em, and then giggle and laugh for you sons of bitches.
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(from "on the settled life") sitting against a little light in the dark struck across a flash of strange feeling with a sinking heart, I turned my face and there, behind the empty space, remained only the familiar scenery if a stranger was standing there, the sin of unnaturalness would run rampant through the body weakness, ignorance, cowardly hope, cowardly belief, unlike all of those that stays in only slight desires, the sin of unnaturalness would run rampant

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(from "The Beggar and the Virtue") They handed coins to the beggar.
They greeted him friendly and smiled.
As the beggar smiled together,
they turned away, went elsewhere.
They visited the virtue who was sick.
They gave the virtue words of consolation.
They were truly heartbroken, wanted to add good faith.
The virtue made a confession of his own life
and they also spoke of their own virtue.
The virtue thanked them.
The beggar didn't understand their virtue,
so he cut off his tongue, threw it at them.
The beggar felt a sense of loss, but they showed disgust.
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