WINE AND GATES
Dreaming The Dream Left To Me, Indigo Eyes
quicken the pace
the oracle of sameness
is a logic the ace?
of a coming taste?
that reach of proper care
in the finish of salted purpose
is this the edge of nary...
do well for a somber eye loosed
cans of oatmeal, and the date
to further the cause of worth
that came with a patient
idea for the ode to growth
in case of irony
know the cope of soap
taught time to a husbandry
the life in the hope
denye the prophet?
and find the steam of civility?
right to the fate of whetted...
think us a pretty...
ask the persistent for a mint?
the platform of candor is with a fish out of water
trying the warmth of culture, and the vision of lent
justice is thinking a satyr...
the oracle of sameness
is a logic the ace?
of a coming taste?
that reach of proper care
in the finish of salted purpose
is this the edge of nary...
do well for a somber eye loosed
cans of oatmeal, and the date
to further the cause of worth
that came with a patient
idea for the ode to growth
in case of irony
know the cope of soap
taught time to a husbandry
the life in the hope
denye the prophet?
and find the steam of civility?
right to the fate of whetted...
think us a pretty...
ask the persistent for a mint?
the platform of candor is with a fish out of water
trying the warmth of culture, and the vision of lent
justice is thinking a satyr...
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Dreaming The Dream Left To Me, Indigo Eyes
Dreaming The Dream Left To Me, Indigo Eyes
