WINE AND GATES
Awakening To Future Times, With Dreams; Beginning To Eat?
Presume native
Needy curiosity...
With a voice to give
The season of adding, a friendlier lividity?
And let love be a cause...
Set in thorough times, to these guides
And carriages of votes, to laws
The welfare of another commonness, is never burdens shied?
A day of cause and sunlight aplenty...
Waiting on every mind of the morning, to awake in swallowed pride
As if composure is ever a hand taken to limits, for the austerity meant?
The vantage in dread, we know can become our inheritance, oft cope and wry
Bred to sight, of vice with a remembered kindness
Sake me in the couth, the beginning youth, with which we will know...
Simpler can, than a moment in the stir of days, is an ancient bless
Wake with me, the embrace of decency, to know a vanity to owe
See the delicate dance we made...
Pretty hope, with hours to keep a better thought than what alienation is ours
Long looks of persuasion, that should know the mercy in a living strength, said
Let like happiness is a guarantee, more than decisions reward; we have become powers...
Of life to understand even the particulars of love...
Threshold among hearts, or a mind to swiften the baring of paradises bird
Hope is only a hand in away; the tooth of beauty before the covenant...
Of promises we meant, the truth in a first and last of what was our voices heard:
When death was a condition's friend...?
At cares and poignancy, until longevity knows a surmised gift, of press and see...
The repose of uniqueness we took for granted, but is now no man's savagery's of sin
Adding an introduction to kind, gaiety is for any who might know a day, with anarchy?
Needy curiosity...
With a voice to give
The season of adding, a friendlier lividity?
And let love be a cause...
Set in thorough times, to these guides
And carriages of votes, to laws
The welfare of another commonness, is never burdens shied?
A day of cause and sunlight aplenty...
Waiting on every mind of the morning, to awake in swallowed pride
As if composure is ever a hand taken to limits, for the austerity meant?
The vantage in dread, we know can become our inheritance, oft cope and wry
Bred to sight, of vice with a remembered kindness
Sake me in the couth, the beginning youth, with which we will know...
Simpler can, than a moment in the stir of days, is an ancient bless
Wake with me, the embrace of decency, to know a vanity to owe
See the delicate dance we made...
Pretty hope, with hours to keep a better thought than what alienation is ours
Long looks of persuasion, that should know the mercy in a living strength, said
Let like happiness is a guarantee, more than decisions reward; we have become powers...
Of life to understand even the particulars of love...
Threshold among hearts, or a mind to swiften the baring of paradises bird
Hope is only a hand in away; the tooth of beauty before the covenant...
Of promises we meant, the truth in a first and last of what was our voices heard:
When death was a condition's friend...?
At cares and poignancy, until longevity knows a surmised gift, of press and see...
The repose of uniqueness we took for granted, but is now no man's savagery's of sin
Adding an introduction to kind, gaiety is for any who might know a day, with anarchy?
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Awakening To Future Times, With Dreams; Beginning To Eat?
Awakening To Future Times, With Dreams; Beginning To Eat?
