WINE AND GATES

Holy Since Fully Compared To Watched...?

press for service...?
the taint of roaming heed, if we can
know the justice in a quiet vice
for the sincerity of other's, the imagination of a land

hours until flowers, the tone of a new voice
questions to youths, if we select our nature for a somber kind
immediate to realms of fruition we seek, the answer of adult choice
parable or the still included legend of home with a key, this is the times

not the role of a virtue, if sense has a season to qualm...
not the soul of vision past unity's problem, as if a waiting all is for us now...
not the dole of survival of fitter minds, to give an obvious example of joy, for mere or alm...
not the fold of serious things to confirm, in a wayward glance at a caring few, found...

then its the time to see to the neighbors...
turn of conscience into a belabored genie, the banter of orders in the blue
we accept the misery of honor in its forthright smile, to have a sensitive word
with the dragons of make peace, thought in ease, rages that appease, you

show us a clever ring of a bell, and you have seen the chance of ours
complete the puzzle of chins and the smile again, and you have seen the must of redemption
interfere with a spoken count, and in love, you will see the fluidity of needs powers
conceive of a cold shoulder with the time, and habits of reasonable doubt will share the asking

responsible for a failing in the gray, politeness?
of a myself in or youthed worth in these haved complications of chance, colors
of risen need for the rest of us, we save the some's of pristine and persuaded guests
to know the times with a pace for everything under the sun, where an age has an eyeful learned

of passion in your name, the tale to tell with a misery in all
of a lip of sates or the fusion of hatred, for a gesture of kindness
set to tooth or visited by the truth, we accept the notoriety of commonness before fury's shall
the same dream in the poise of generosity seemed, we know the half of a worth to bless


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