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Age: Steadfast Youths Root

Water flows from the silent dam With a crying noise of joy to slam The awaiting shouts of closed mouth Skydiving eyes in prayers closed northsouth The running around of hurray hurrying Hot food feeds the cup holder Up and down the street is the cardholder To settle for true love and light Having endure fear and pure fright The pleasing moon that caused the day worrying Nothing is so little to count on in life Not simple, but not all strife There is a point she breathes to die That heart's beats really go awry Making a twist seems unexpected Weak cry and loyal smile give you voice In motion never stable Static not and ever brittle But never got any a planned choice Growing cute bites from urges recollected As you pass from young to old Embrace the love diced won in fold Friends like family you shall adore Before any of you is no more Yes, memory alone will do the needful Unity and conflict may beguile Let frown and peace smile To the fate hailing faith for test Which could be for the best Designing thy purpose-- beautiful The hastening problem you can't stop Must not by chance get to drop To smuggle, steal or shatter Persisting memory does matter The one rolling eyes won't see Each cycle, everyday does grow short The gold ever more frail Till the last one, do comport The trying patience on the final rail For easy sailing on the white troubling sea Happy birthday to the one loving romance That each and everyone got In no real gothic second chance The one anyone could quote How time wanders not coming by As you are naming what mattered The glory of God will not be shattered Grow forward forever to finding living So interesting in all thy thanksgiving Buying time to imparting before death says bye

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