Love is the goal so bold,
May flowers of the sun be cold;
For fear of death and life,
I take into my arms my wife.
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Some abuse others due to lack of kindness,
Or they shout into their ears with abusiveness.
Achiness is the solute of the body,
I calm some of us who speak with nobody.
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How does contentment be absurd?
Those longing for torture are angered.
They seek a bridge to cross all awkward,
Understanding my spirit is a blizzard.
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Caught in the storm I pray and pray,
Forming a relaxation afterwards;
The storm has been bitter like salt,
For the sea is salt and always water.
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Must I sit here and wait, for sayings
To be spun, when later the dealings
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I see through the heart like glass,
Opening the books of the mouth;
My solutions are clearer than the lips
That politely shut to avoid duty.
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Never be hard at distinct work,
For you delve into the nightmares;
Open the work of the words you write,
Closing the pages as you send letters.
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Obese facts like the trails,
Paths of destruction are limited;
May fortune be warrior,
Obesity is a risk of the war.
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Positions of war are becoming fast
Offered to men of steel, and welcoming spirit.
Killing is a fine art, pain is anger
Much like a pain in the head and heart.
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Saving a sentence requires bad light,
Enough of the prison is alight;
May fortune save us once tonight,
Like the fires of heaven and hell.
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