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The Night Watch

The beauty of the intention The intention of the beauty howls the moon Night vision capture understanding love fine nights of glory To view the angle that is suggest all eyes For the wont of the pleasure the cooling of flesh what is of man Cooler the weather tanning it of the mirror is frost or nearly weather what cold Dutch of the golden age like all fine thing art is one of the finest To pick a press of press of pressure let horn wound the belly Kiss the temps of the star and let the heaven rein the night Eyes of glory hats of a dean night of warm cherry pleasure the desire Dutch of the golden age like all fine thing art is one of the finest For the creed hast among the blind all is seen and sawed Behind blinds eyes and coaled of the wood desperation and lies wake the wolves Howl at night bend of time mortality right sawed out Behind all capture and wording is truth meaning.

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