WINE AND GATES
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time out
for the question of the universe
we are the dignity of sudden pout's
made to a liberation of kind's of worth
your prestige or mine
the ought of sight to fix the time's
will we be a king or a queen's sigh?
of beautiful music in the eave's of worsening rhyme's
worse because the hurt, the future for an effect
wishes with cost above duty, the dim stand of heathen
that will secure the few to do, the pride of since elect
powers that could a muse, the wisdom of a purpose
sates of yearning for the courage of a days mention
ways with a harmonious bird of patience, that kept its promise
with a dear conscience comes the pace of contention
made for a road of exception, that has a place for power's to nice
thank you, and a wall of hello's
deepest sympathy's, and a hall of whether
please to meet you, in the waiting of flower's
will you marry me, as the fate of years
anecdote to a long standing feud
Jack was a hill jumper
Jill was a hill climber, so who'd
answer the phone for a day lover...
for the question of the universe
we are the dignity of sudden pout's
made to a liberation of kind's of worth
your prestige or mine
the ought of sight to fix the time's
will we be a king or a queen's sigh?
of beautiful music in the eave's of worsening rhyme's
worse because the hurt, the future for an effect
wishes with cost above duty, the dim stand of heathen
that will secure the few to do, the pride of since elect
powers that could a muse, the wisdom of a purpose
sates of yearning for the courage of a days mention
ways with a harmonious bird of patience, that kept its promise
with a dear conscience comes the pace of contention
made for a road of exception, that has a place for power's to nice
thank you, and a wall of hello's
deepest sympathy's, and a hall of whether
please to meet you, in the waiting of flower's
will you marry me, as the fate of years
anecdote to a long standing feud
Jack was a hill jumper
Jill was a hill climber, so who'd
answer the phone for a day lover...
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