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This query of consent the run a round is bent a brightened acquisite no needing, no resent! Too scattered, as in Spring through harshness fallaced bring Ah, let these winds control me not the error, from impinge! If error, I've misplaced your firmament more sure, I've lost the best so needed to qualify my nerve! And seeming so abound the constant is profound, to know thyself unfetished removes the waste's confound. No license, no conjur my walk now soft and pure confesses with some atrophy forrgotten, with a slur! That equal strain survive and make thyself demure we constantly arrive to only leave no cure! Some difference mount in claim and then toward its reward that justice not the tiff but only hope's accord! All silence seems the sword and then to what ~ insane the hush marks are more futile then all the loud shouts main! What were we fighting for the noise is so acquit, my memory is dashing about to make it fit! 'Twere better said than not just say as though begot, the center ring is hostile my mind consume's self taught! Exaction falls to rule and hominess' consent does edge away dual complacencies resent! This freedom to be heard and then above the wind exells o'er nature's spurred the license ~ without sinned!
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