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a loss of words on this morning of great deals
a mood so sound that it feels
my broken mind folding my impaired enralic
the ma is soring above the everlasting manilic
this making of this is quite modest
2 perfect emotions quar into each other deist
3 morning birds say i have won
4 moving trees stare at my path but can't trust not one
5 women cry from there hearts mend
6 mocking sticks with no end
7 dozen roses refuse too bend
8 reigning magician's stand for what is heartless
9 transing meaningless people forget there purpose
10 watching mar dons spiting there fatherhood
11 working men salvage there manhood
12 dancing fool make there point
1 man sits here without his words
where could THEY possibly be herd
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a man dull in sence
music playing in fine tune
only to perish
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A DAWN IS WASTED
THERE VARAL MOTIONS PARN
A MUK FEELS U
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astince slips away
A new goy calls tonight
A mitiyal mandate
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a bush swept the floor
kindiling the sining sun
a treaded forest
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all orchured prayers
wolking it's agavien deed
a possiable plead
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for what we shall be
the washing of the tide
an ocean sea
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swallow what u seek
walked to watch u reach their
astinden thin air
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The day is met
The dream lost
windows sleeping cry
A land where heros have died
A bird swin pertch slips away
The sky plundered in air filled sighs
with a road of a blank notion in blaket of devotion
A time I spend here is natalicly splintit
A war to high too see
A night to cold for me
a walk in the clouds
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may I coincide
when darkness reighs the earth
the true morals rise
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