WINE AND GATES

Fear To Pace Upon, Dear To Face On, Ships In The Naming

guests in the house, waiting for the news
in a heavy saying of juice and filial teeth
we are the most to include for an ordeal, to see to lose
works of opinion and virtue, to same the price of your, needs

collecting a simple thought, one seeks the nature of youth, again
mighty to view, the courage to greet and to few, the might of sin
in our esteem and fruiting of habit to see to neglect, the promise of lend
is a heart of subversion to the norm, where ides and the core of sides, is mine

how another being of sound mind and prayers kept to lore, are we yet
the praise of judgment for a nary of cope in the name of soon
to be dissuasion or fates heathen, to comply an as yet unknown song met
hath and sated lips away, the toll of the bells of versions, is a charisma to own

shame? this child of semblance and the act of charity, has a star to guide by
like a toil of duty in the rain and pain of yearning to come, the ashes of done
name? this child of earning the dole of kindness and the ask of minds to live
persons to inform, the still of norm to candor, the muse of cope in a kiss shown

what exactly is for dinner, they all think
the toes of reason and martyrdom of another helping, of jude
is a place of sour note and the skill of horizons to tout a willing link
cant or sincere want, the art of honor in our midst, be a seeming able of who'd

go west young mayhem?
the floor of yonder city and its compatriotism for treasures of heed and might intoned
is anywhere but in dread ways and means for a clash of isn't or wisdom them
compared to existence and the chin of ideas, seem is a legend of the cleverness of home

salt
if to concern we are the same of cope in the smile of destiny
if to collect a shadow of stones and their complexity as a motive for anger to halt
if to chosen method and futures of ceasing tongues for a chance at intangibility

patience, and the tree we are born to
here is a loft of isolation to question the many for a bearing on further tendancy's
any to hence, and the aching stare of knowledge in the means to food
with but a kiss of witness and direness to lucidity, this child is named for land's eaves


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