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beware the shallow shadows come though little did the knowing none lay barren amongst the given seed to feast upon the moonlit greed

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Sustaining his intimate slumber - she keeps her wings a flutter.

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she begs with plead on bended knees

it’s learned and lived a life from seed

when looking to flight in hopes thereof

to quietly swim in wings of doves

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to dream a dream a dreamers scheme

for betters best and then we deem

to wander about in wonderment doubt

when left in clouds atop a stream

what does it take to give a giver

taken back and then forgive her

to float within azure soaked skin

to live and breathe the taste therein

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as if a stone tossed

against a feathers wind

it all occurs but then within

leaves fall from barren trees

birds flap and others sing

as known to views and its craft

the silence sinks afloat its raft

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intervening through passes of intervention fate has been tasted in which we seal let's scarcely weigh pleasure twice bitten what shall become became upon a kneel

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it was the want naming unnamed taming untamed when we were need

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a mind that wonders tends to sway

beyond before and never to say

when little less than some things give

in silence of screams longing to live

but what shall come in time creeps

and then again alone they sleep

for slumbers cumber their own truths

denying desires that start at their roots

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bowing eager bending wonder while to this some may ponder the when is where it all began living too well its upper hand

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delicious delirium slides forth to find a bout about welcoming ones lines riding waves is this it inhaling

‘til anti gravity caught loveless sighs

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#poetic #liu yuanshou

In an instant, that took an eternity, they came to realize that a most faithful liar - will spark its truth when gentle impulsions beg a teardrop in the fire.

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with all but fictions in between

selling stories and coming clean

become a tortoise race the hare

when do we plea the dare to spare

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#birdy #words as weapons

He is molten molding, simmering, growing, living dead and long. They are lines over and under borders, tight, loose, intertwined and telling. She gathers inside a porcelain doll, a slip knot yearning.

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intoxicating wisdom, reverie rolling tongues of haste, we waste to get it feel exquisite chasing shadows thus once writ

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familiar tones unheard yet known recycling words when some have shown

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