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The blowing of wind in the desert
Maketh flying the sand to the air
Flying like an aerobatic plane
The radiance of king of light cometh
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The king of mee raining
Raining that maketh the kyngdom dying
All warriors inside of it crying
Crying “cause their king in raining
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An æðeling hath done th i-long journey
A journey wher he pass'th a helle
A helle þat hath made him in jeopardy
A jeopardy þat shan't be want'd anymore
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A half of palace were still sleeping
The throne of unreal life was lonely
The clock did count time
Sound-tap of the clock waking mee up
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Ooo the face-no-man...
My true human be in the helle
'sit thou want? ? ?
Thou hast made a doomday in it
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The breezy wind this afternoon
Sing a carol for mee
What a lovely carol O the wind
Everything that thou touchst
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In the middle of large plain
There was a stone sitting alone
It would like to speak
It would like to meet an angel
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Thou art well lovely
Thou wilt be always in my true human
Thou art like moonbearn
The moonbearn that giveth bright radiance in the night
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Thy voice as lovely as the strang of the song from heaven
This true human vibrate’th like a ship was shaken by waves when I heard thy voice
The grass danc'd beautifully and the sun smil'd when they heard thy voice
Truly... Thou wert the most lovely angel that would be always etch’d using gold ink into my true human
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O my true human
This's a large desert for thee
Thou canst look
But thou canst not hear
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MARDIANA be thy name
A lovely angel from th heaven
Rendezvous of us be in th palace
Dwell wher we standen
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The second of life runth to the earth
Runth one after anod'r
Runth to give a life for the earth
It maketh a new nirvana on it
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O th doves...
Ye fly beautifully in th eyre
Flying as sylphlyk as th sylph
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DUUMM... Duumm... Caakkk...
Duumm... Duumm... Caakkk...
Duumm... Caakkkkk...
Listened alloyage i-mong na same genres
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' Ima wa betsu betsu no
Yume o ou kedo
Meguri aiwa
Sutekina koto ne
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On þe land of kyngs
Stonde up a lovely citee
Þe cyte of þe bet bard eure
Stonde up a for-old house
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KITARO be a japanese name
Instrument rhythms of thee be a byword for mee
Thou dedicat'st thy lyf for them lyk as true love
Although I ne'er look thee
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Sound'd lovely lilt
So comfort in ear
So soft to obsess soul
The lilt of it feelth covering mee
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MAYUMI ITSUWA be a lovely name
All thy melodies be graunt
Yield of thyown be angel's melodies
Unity of rhythms notchth dulcet melodies
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Andhy Shakespeare Biography
I be Andhy Shakespeare, Andhy and Shakespeare have graunt meaning for mee. ' Andhy ' be the tittle of my identity for a noble man in my etnic, and ' Shakespeare ' be a part of the identitie of ' William Shakespeare ', the best poet ever. I be well interest'd to him, we both can be said like two peas in a pod. Poetry be my unseen true human and I grow up with it. I have stay'd and been one with it for along time, it shall be in unseen true human forever. William Shakespeare, thou art the best poet ever, I will make thy style flying in the air highly. - Andhy Shakespeare. QUOTE: ' The story book shall be read to the last page, when 'tis complete, no more can be read ' - Andhy Shakespeare)
The Best Poem Of Andhy Shakespeare
The Wayfarer Of Love
The blowing of wind in the desert
Maketh flying the sand to the air
Flying like an aerobatic plane
The radiance of king of light cometh
Cometh to holloa the desert
Maketh the desert shineth like gold
Many footsteps look on the desert
They vanish being blow'd to the air They are mine of a wayfarer
Singing of footstep sound'd
Step by step...
Step by step...
Step by step...
Ne'er tir'd to step on the desert
Ne'er tir'd e'en his palm will be injur'd
He stepth for the glory of love
Stepping...
Stepping...
Stepping...
Step by step of his foots
Bringth him to the nirvana of angel
In the first sight...
The true human of him vibrating like a drum
The true human of him flying to the nirvana
O lovely angel...
Thou paralys'st his true human
Thou makest him being deadwood
O lovely angel...
Thy window be abil to make bright the true human
Eche corner of it be touch'd by thy radiance
Thy smile be abil to paralyse him
Paralyz'd without words...
Thou wilt be always inside of true human
The wayfarer doth loveth thee
O lovely angel...
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4/26/2024 6:27:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It's spelled " Andy" , you idiot.