WINE AND GATES

Lead Or Said, Exact Patience Foretold...

driven to the mile
of sweet water and the tooth of liberty's skill
gesture for sincerity of generosity to sire
the patience of guarded muses, the chance to touch the top of wonder's hill

we are here to smile, at the toes of regain
the right to live in the sense of just and thus persuasion
of a moment until nowhere happens, the future in the plane
isn't the tale to tell us all, the skip of vision in the kind of came?

a garden with a joys name
in the sands of time, the fury of absolution for a swiftness
the pride of sublime share in the misery we made a fame
the touch of somewhere other, in the mind to foster, that could with the guess

bless me for this sunshine, and I will ask you when
the food of charity is a labor of love, the sincerity in a hand
for the situation of excellency that has a voice to encourage, fore out the walls of then
like rolling clouds in the memory of odd measure, we know the truth about the land

still the chance of eden?
in the presence of forth and worth to simplify the kisses of earth?
taken for a praise of suggestion, the future is worth given?
notice of sight in the mere, if not more of when we all have a condition of the worlds turn?

power
to the person with a mind to adjust, for little things
the right side of mention in our grasp, the very image of salt and a flower
is a decision of essence of the pining instance, as the play of judgment's stoic reason


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