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It’s Good To Be

Its good to be done With it We sail In west In less, form And more loss Of warmth Cinders escape Hatch Before the irish write Let the british wine Remove the winds Replace the legs Perhaps the place Needs protection And a diplomat Another close friend And assistance We are scorned And wish to die We have decide And we have still Yet is exciting We rush the embers In towing the blaming children With sprites wings Too thinned in decay To be a friends loss Only is power Only but for you Will is wars

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