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Tears Of Parrots

Echoes of wandering cares, mask; True ego of expectant filming time, Peeping to view wonder's raw face... Maybe or not it could actuate light Tears aspire to laugh over or embrace. Prayers of guise shame put up task; Heart never wish to visit each price, Let alone kick off its sacrificial start... To redeem the lost shining chance Of helpless ruling lordships apart. Echoes of powerless armour, mask; Jesters hiding their tongues' prime Of valuable words held tightly still... While strongly growing up a fight, Only litrates could space cum quill. Tumbling but gearing tears, dare task; The portraying parrots, crying so nice Of beaming intent touches- as of mind Driving consciousness through trance... To never unveil but remain rather blind.

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