I cannot say half a mile is finished,
Yet the size of eagerness is too atrocious;
Near two years the threat of climbing
Has subjugated the Earth and its plunder.
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Vulgar tastes recombine to make a new taste,
Ugly, and so ugly;
I wanted a darling feeling, not one that tires,
For haste is the best solution.
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There is awesome fear in my voice,
To become a liar may need courage,
But life is the same, just rude, for me.
The fear is a feeling of strength,
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To fight with the arms carried new meaning,
Are there any fires to extinguish? Or is there fire?
My hands are alert with gears so spied upon,
Ointment is causing some pleasant news.
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My space is occupied by the brilliant,
Heaven holds a place for the rich.
May we surrender, the peace is ours
As we speak, so much in contrast is this bliss.
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Last night a struggle fogged the shrinking land,
The trees bowed from the sense of the way;
You squint, I watch, as the rights of civilians
Are discussed by the fogs and mists of the land.
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Spare me from bitterness,
Give me the passion to condemn
And thank at the same time.
The hills of my adulthood
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You watched and caught a little flower,
Mouths smiled as you sought help,
The favours of a designed cloth
Shake me in the bruises, the clothes.
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