I have been approached by a volunteer who criticises,
Do you understand the wolf’s side of this righteousness?
The advanced yoga of this palace called Beauty is resolute,
For the encroachment is an act too unfavourable.
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The date of libraries in heaven is fixed,
The treasures within shall be asked,
Words filter, worlds complain and adjust
To the divine splendours.
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To loom always dazzles the mind,
Electric thoughts reside in the heavens,
With each passing moment the currents
Run deeper than the rivers of strangeness.
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The beach and butterfly flew along the sky,
Feeding loneliness into the light that took
A slight edge with the act of existence,
Little do people know the height of nature and its contents.
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The road to death lasts a fortunate amount of time,
As simple steps are taken to avoid the authority of time.
The death has been an event, an event has been the death,
Like living quarters changed, like enemies slain and blamed.
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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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