WINE AND GATES

On The Cold Tales Of Another Neglect, Liberally

done to death, the limbs of wealth and the irony oft health
here to claim, the management of succor, the tools
of privacy and the song of guidance's, to know a covenant of realliance
where the candor of a vision is for the many, the ache of native rules

form in the pied eyes of an enemy
the with with the which, water and the waiting of history
for a savior of sincerity to find, the kind of liberty
in your mind for a sensation of acceptance, the right to an epistolary

brine to tissue, this to an inch of ceremony
the acts of disdain, and the all of urgency to quiet, with a comparison
of virtue for valor's share, the quintessential and agile, will be ...
like the livid fruition of consciences in the mere of coldness and the hope of begun

incident at the speed of light, way in your sides of quality to finish
the confirmation of etcetera and the hint of other's, the maluability of silence
to the mind of futures, and the press of inspiration for the passion to ask
this key of diversity and the ailing been, is for all but the season of insistence

watchers of damned, watchers of the them
talk and sulking flesh for the being of good guesses and the also of fews in the land
on a horses back, or on an angels problem ...
the taller the order for the ordeals of countinance, the smaller your reward for each hand

but the kisses are wonderful, the more of souls with the simplest of acts
in the prayers of another day, in the prayers of another fairness
admit it, the till of society is for the question of marvels long before the miracle of facts
power in the similarity of antipathy, and the their involved, with a guarded bless

prince to sense, king with a mirth kind
tones of voice worth your time, and the creature of selections so fine
it is here we are, the toll of an ironic bell of please and thank you made, sign's
right to survive the unto, utmost for the learning of love to keep, a judicious religion

princess to create a cease, queen to finish the quiet
the marriage of somewhere to play in the limits we made, the suggestion of surreal aids
for the forces we approve, reacting the sovereignty to hours, of promises of sight
in the spirit of suddenness that made us, the walls of reality know you, like the light fades


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