Values persuade a parting of ways, hollow depths pivot the kindred root, a bored dreamer surfing pipeline waves, since bare feet days, mark the start of braves, soften hours held a moon ensue. A cast of walls rounds the befallen words find places amidst of said Grace Prayer Warrior answered the callin', birthright's first claim long ere withholdin'. A mother and her son -- last shared face. Found at World End, a gloaming drifter, a child of light that Heaven cuff hold, a mother's prayer, gifts not wish matter, words made simple, can spell disaster her gift transcends and lessens troubled. CONTRAST: Between Fulfillment and Emptiness There is a piece that is still awry, this kid bro writes to keep them alive ... Aloha my older brothers.
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