WINE AND GATES
Evoking Land's Eaves Vexes All Times Echoing?
parody of subtle if and or a sublime catch of eye
to the senses of many or the seclusion of when, to fend for any
the tale of romance we forgot, to quiet a hap of solace seen, sigh
sign of truancy and frugal liberty in our heart, to question a found sovereignty
honor to come for me, says a fewed voice with actual live
complacency to immediate fright, the talons of a unique bird of terror
in our laughter for a sensibility of gross example, in these shoes we give
the truth a try, like the sanity we admire for a future in the have or have not here
confused?
why are you fearful of a sincerity when all I have is a candor of arms?
many eyes of regret have come and gone, to know a likewise and wisdom for light, enthused
was the name of somehow greater faces then known for a part, we are a lover of silences warmth
angel with a bird on their shoulder, taking the time to smell a flower
hello, fidelity, in your name I have seen the courtesy of others, to dwell timely with doubt
comparison has come to know me, the risen each and hereafter of nuance, themselves in power
clarity to finish the smile of ages, we know to be a course of hath for a shadow to allow
meager to few, the further ask and destiny in a measured kiss, of responsibility
whether and faintly opportune kindness in the shrill use of a coping nose
other than selves in legend or the myth of sorrow to come for those that excuse liberty
whimsy and service to finite ideals, come for themselves to see, my sought such of woes
a good party, no?
the tale has ended in a passion for the more of altruism that is a future come
to this family of duty, in a knowing way, the praise of a held promise for owe
what comes with day if you seldom see a charisma make the time to meet the price of a thumb?
to the senses of many or the seclusion of when, to fend for any
the tale of romance we forgot, to quiet a hap of solace seen, sigh
sign of truancy and frugal liberty in our heart, to question a found sovereignty
honor to come for me, says a fewed voice with actual live
complacency to immediate fright, the talons of a unique bird of terror
in our laughter for a sensibility of gross example, in these shoes we give
the truth a try, like the sanity we admire for a future in the have or have not here
confused?
why are you fearful of a sincerity when all I have is a candor of arms?
many eyes of regret have come and gone, to know a likewise and wisdom for light, enthused
was the name of somehow greater faces then known for a part, we are a lover of silences warmth
angel with a bird on their shoulder, taking the time to smell a flower
hello, fidelity, in your name I have seen the courtesy of others, to dwell timely with doubt
comparison has come to know me, the risen each and hereafter of nuance, themselves in power
clarity to finish the smile of ages, we know to be a course of hath for a shadow to allow
meager to few, the further ask and destiny in a measured kiss, of responsibility
whether and faintly opportune kindness in the shrill use of a coping nose
other than selves in legend or the myth of sorrow to come for those that excuse liberty
whimsy and service to finite ideals, come for themselves to see, my sought such of woes
a good party, no?
the tale has ended in a passion for the more of altruism that is a future come
to this family of duty, in a knowing way, the praise of a held promise for owe
what comes with day if you seldom see a charisma make the time to meet the price of a thumb?
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Evoking Land`s Eaves Vexes All Times Echoing?
Evoking Land`s Eaves Vexes All Times Echoing?
