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Flip on a switch, and everything's fine- 

 No more lips, no more tongue, no more ears, no more eyes

The naked blue angel, who peers through the blinds, 

 Disappears in the gloom of the mirror blue night

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@d3monicwolv3s and i drove all the way to Mesquite to see what is probably one of the last 3D showings of Fantastic Beasts!! 🤓😃 … it’s about time!

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Love me- just for a bit

 We'll wander down, where the winds sigh

 Where the winds sigh

 Where the winds sigh...

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“Those bells... so peaceful.” (Act 2, Scene 5)

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“To my mind, Shame is nothing but a product of Education. Meanwhile, old Father Kaulbach still blindly insists, in every single sermon, that it's deeply rooted in our sinful Human Nature. Which is why I now refuse to go to Church.” (Act 1, Scene 4)

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See us winter walkin'-after a storm

It's chill in the wind-but it's warm in your arms

We stop, all snow blind-may not be true

But we've all got our junk, and my junk is you 

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“My dear Melchior ... I only pray this letter reaches you. I have written so many, and have heard nothing back. When I think of your life in that terrible place, my heart aches. If only I could be close to you, and talk to you-I have such remarkable news. Something has happened, Melchior. Something I can barely understand myself-” (Act 2, Scene 7)

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She said: "Give me that hand, please, and the itch you can't control, 

Let me teach you how to handle all the sadness in your soul

Oh, we'll work that silver magic, then we'll aim it at the wall." 

She said: "Love may make you blind, kid-but I wouldn't mind at all."

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“Sit. Let me roll you a smoke.” (Act 1, Scene 4)

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“God, all these little tombs... And here-a fresh one... Here Rests in God, Wendla Berg- No?! ‘Born the ... Died-’?! ‘Of anemia’??” (Act 2, Scene 9)

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“Think of the future as a pail of whole milk. One man sweats and stirs-churning it into butter-like Otto, for example. Another man frets, and spills his milk, and cries all night. Like Georg. But, me, well, I'm like a pussycat. I just skim off the cream...” (Act 2, Scene 5)

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When the northern wind blows,

 The sorrows your heart holds,

There are those who still know-

They're still home

We're still home

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“A nightmare, really. Legs in sky blue stockings, climbing over the lecture podium.”

“Oh. That kind of dream.”

(Act 1, Scene 2)

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“But not so wonderful as that sad soulful sleepyhead, Moritz Stiefel...” (Act 1 Scene 3)

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“For a woman to bear a child, she must ... in her own personal way, she must ... love her husband. Love him, as she can love only him. Only him ... she must love-with her whole ... heart. There. Now, you know everything.”

“Everything?...”

“Everything. So help me.”

(Act 1, Scene 1)

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