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Broken Seat

The makeup man of wisdom 
is the seat of the unshakable tragedy
 mood is a suspicion of the cold a burst 
of fruit after boots of deception dragging 
on the rope the genesis of the gold
 the turmoil of the old remedy of error in 
sound the mirror of the offspring is bent by the Sun

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I Traveled Far To the Engine of Souls

my great obidance 
as
a train slipping 
of tracks into a manor of faiths 
my dream is the concusion of are dreams not knowing 
the wings of fortune 
a cristal clear disire 
reaping into flamelike arts 
rippels of destanation 
like a huge addiction 
qualety's blemished 
a new stainted letter of the deposite into grace 

feeling how the leaves are shivering 
clouded by emortial savior 
destend to become the quial 
of are justiced parking hit's line 
that he's is smoking daddie's weeds 
on a drifters hook of pray's

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The Snow of the Weeping

do not alter the distance of the peaceful march that his bet swooped on towers of 
respect and glorious times that thrive in the sun, the president of the word is the 
sound of the voice comes to the reader of my words, the friendly social stream 
between the dolphin and the brie coli in language that is described in the axes of 
the roof where a box of letters that inspire inhabited

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Sea of Irony

if I have what I want my eyes tail Putting it 
as an enemy of snow 
the caves of love 
be disposed of as irony 
danceable songs in the foamed like a bowl of violets that jumps through the storm 
welkte idialstische creaking vessel as strangers 
deceived by noon 
as a hollow gap cheated 
behind are cheated of their respective goodbye
powered by
your judgement

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Error-Free Behavior

the more the error will lie in the south of deception than the birds die of grief in the 
path of milk as shade
 the crown of the witch is the lily of the valley to create what she had seen first 
appeared
 between the blacks and it was The typical letter of error-free behavior
 hay and manure from
 a bull like herbs when tested in the wind whispers of sweet pears 
and swallows the construction 
unhelpful beet as  cinnamon and wedding tips with vulture discovered

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Landscape of the Truth

when one thinks about the truth go's  down the cave of are 
 love are called angular rivers across the 
landscape of the resistance
we know
 the existence of happiness is not an impulse in
 yourself or a mourning of 
the absolute risk with the...
 ...air cleared up visions of our heaven...
 comes off the stand and the wild boar of Tempt 
and ...
...the defendant wishes to be the one to do revolutionary 
thinkers tie on the sidelines of balance
You have already seen how mediocre
 the kiss of a stranger who just about him looking 
and does not want to experience what love is 
the rays 
of happiness 
envy the way of the whirlwind
 of what beatified become 
as a mystery of love  's
 grace the delusional idea 
of the rich figureheads
 who experience what the cold
 told how urgently needed the perfection 
of an underground language that plague lackeys peace 's
 founders can get yourself a crown of magic and dwarfed 
around the trees of interaction 
the wind refreshing shape
 stormed the poet's responsibility
 of the extended bet a wordless dictation wishing for
 others to use as an image curve do cry 
engraved paper to the house of loyalty

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Ivory Illusion

the last sigh 
was my first kingdom 
the drolk of the mimic dances around the inpuls
 the searching light 
you're vigilant about ideas into the standart position hovering 
over the maggots of hate and fragrant darkness as the light to the moon opposition 
ready silenced by
 glory of paleness waiting staring at the birds of the butterfly belly up, 
the loneliness of the great expantion  path that crosses over our arms in a sound of 
heavy silences
 in a garage and a cellar sandblasted ivory illusion

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Sidelines of Balance

when one thinks about the truth 
go down the cave of
 love are called angular
 rivers across the landscape of the resistance

we know the existence of happiness is 
not an impulse in
 yourself or a mourning of 
the absolute risk with the
 air cleared up visions of our heaven
 comes off the stand and the wild boar of Tempt 
the defendant wishes to be the one to do revolutionary 
thinkers tie on the sidelines of balance

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Dark Grip

the dancing discouraged his grief as branches under the sky of a fireworks of war 
forged by then the caterpillars and the bees 
take the nectar sweet flower of the sins they stay at home as the war steadily 
creeping bitterness among the clouds they see
 The move in the dark grip

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Wordly Consideration

the number of the bygone era in the history utter failure
 as an old bread from a shoplifter 
that love had as herbs antlers 
and the benefits were buffed around the choir 
appropriate dress
 the dangling of the seas fog bring back the fire in the shadow of the skin 
or maybe we are overwhelmed by the thunder in the light of hell
 under the dunes of lions 
 princes and the size is now full
 belittled the flight of the past must now do penance
 I was so wrong about the way your innocence tormented in the 
 haze
 each child has his worldly consideration

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