The actor advises his aftermath
To the woman who acts like apples,
The badge makes winter always,
This acting needs a basin for all.
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The moon is over the horizon like a coward,
The brave sun will appear and melee with its moon,
That will turn to deserting, and this reality is obscene
For the fight is a battle between huge bodies
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Oh, You are all so tired,
Even in sleep you grow faint;
Let the ears feel pricks and senses,
So that the brain can master this time.
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What is the faithful one?
It is the snow underneath the sea,
After such blue hills a bliss occurs.
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The days within seem like mercury,
A barometer has been the instrument
To measure my fancy,
For the pressure on my mind is boiling.
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Where have all the memories gone?
When festivals turn into wars
The beliefs become facts,
The wood cracks and breaks,
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Talking about me went timidly,
In the kitchen we were talking,
Let it pass after the supper,
Then tell me a fable to eat and enjoy.
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Caught in the dreams a man wades
Through the sands of time that climbs
And climbs forever like the clocks of dying.
Shadows feel misery as they are tools,
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I was suited to the composition of the earth,
It had been some time since awkward words
Displayed their status from works so plain.
The earth itself soaked itself with rainwater,
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One bows down to aquilons nightly,
This tellurian night is of the grounds
A burgeoning prize that is night;
Underground is best served the right
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