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persistant
the way we were
the icon of motives in complexity to know, the land
is a certain lip of guile to fear?
never more than a pace of grace
the ward of the like is a hardship to face
the ires of our days have come
like oppurtunity married to the dumb
the walk of sincerity in the gift of light
these are the secrets of wishes
that have the destiny of life
why then, does the light have each as...
courage is a multi-faceted link of sober intent
the work of doubt and the reach of hope into the heart
is a milk of substance that lets the world relent
is this naivete, the kind of thing we all want to start
simple as that
the lucre of consciences was
the hour of votes of the nature of intuition, as we at
is a calling from the world to liberate the does
presences of vanquished mores, to know the lips of war
ancients of vanity, to satisfy the account of reason
theories of withheld time, to relinquish the talk of for
thunder of regency that will come to head in a lifes season
perhaps, as always, courage was
the fingers of a lord in the rhyme of could and doesn't...
the oracle of must in our place as a here of thus
is a lucky star ever more than it, persistant
the way we were
the icon of motives in complexity to know, the land
is a certain lip of guile to fear?
never more than a pace of grace
the ward of the like is a hardship to face
the ires of our days have come
like oppurtunity married to the dumb
the walk of sincerity in the gift of light
these are the secrets of wishes
that have the destiny of life
why then, does the light have each as...
courage is a multi-faceted link of sober intent
the work of doubt and the reach of hope into the heart
is a milk of substance that lets the world relent
is this naivete, the kind of thing we all want to start
simple as that
the lucre of consciences was
the hour of votes of the nature of intuition, as we at
is a calling from the world to liberate the does
presences of vanquished mores, to know the lips of war
ancients of vanity, to satisfy the account of reason
theories of withheld time, to relinquish the talk of for
thunder of regency that will come to head in a lifes season
perhaps, as always, courage was
the fingers of a lord in the rhyme of could and doesn't...
the oracle of must in our place as a here of thus
is a lucky star ever more than it, persistant
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