Life questions me after a second of discussion,
The first life to bring mystery is my own,
Yet when do lands phrase a sentence so bold?
The beauty of geography entails more,
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One hall of the house resounds like shells,
Parents did not conceive of thoughts of you.
Now it was finished, fully from the heart,
Greatness invades the massive world, the planet.
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The sky is nearer to the sun,
And the stars shine so brightly to time,
Then the times roll into each other
Like the hands of a clock,
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Flowers have souls, flowers disintegrate,
Their gloomy surroundings are brightened.
In the fields of our discontent a cold iceberg
Erupts to uplift our souls that carry the flowers.
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O God
My happiness clouds the mind,
A shaken shell surrounds me
But this time the friendliness is extreme
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The voice is blooming,
Suggestive of fleeting thoughts;
Yet beauty is the order
Of strong behaviour.
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The circuit of artificial men stammer and stain
The clothes with juices of engrossed men,
A caviar is sent, a turret is in the midst of us.
One finds a carbon dioxide molecule inside us,
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A son has destroyed me for being father,
Offering standing satan a reply for courage;
His eyes keep me in the redness of chairs,
I sit in them for fear of darkness descending.
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There are small portions of this shadowy dark world
Where males rise from the breasts of dark and desolate hills,
Their soldiery is difficult to dig by their dreary nameless state
For a cloud of incense surrounds those who tread on with journey.
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Over hatred a hurt is spoken,
Those demons lurk anointed,
With cherished horns of antelopes,
Washing iron with irate arts.
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