WINE AND GATES

Rise And Cope Each, The Wizening Own

Wishes in candlelight
Beauty has an intuition...
A save of familiarity, ever heart's lend
Baring a sense's remark, where any of simplicity might?

Semblance to play
Cool charisma, a stoic silence
Where are we to say...?
Liberate seek, as if light

Has a beauty taken succor to foot?
Many more sensation's heed; to wonder
By the worth of life's means, lucre
Is for me to decide, before a choice is voice's aloof...

Astounded, a voice will ask...
Merit in around, spirit, for a sulk
What is to be, when all of a guidance and fact
Has seen the goodness of the ley, large or little?

Spareness to an eye, see's more...
Threshold and deed's in vogue and course
We tell a story worth only our passion's many sort's
Od, the cares of need, real enough to hope and lore

With that, wishes are granted...
Somber as have and done timidity, can be
The irony of sincerity, believing as is thine wanted
A spire of joy is meant for all, and the heed of a heaven seen...







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