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Art of the Crafts

Finnest of art culture pure of glass How would the rain rejoy or dance in flame Color of nights bridge of the unknown Roof of a kite keys to wine in do one feel the thunder Laughter of first breath and turn of day of wake of each day Can a touch of a palsm tell how a story willing beginning or end Sound of pure thunder is it a sign of worth or sign from beyond work News or news unto the cater worst or best days a head learner curve or a gift From above If I gave my all would work show on my face or would be in vein Color of a crystal could tell a man work what is at the top of missile toe Truth love.

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