Felicity creates happiness and easy circumstances,
Beautifying us when applied, signalling an innovation.
My ecstasy is an elation of some kind, after all,
Sighing additionally, so much above a big lion that roars.
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Fancy I can forgive you for oneself,
Gather new coins and credits on the shelf.
This is where the books and ledgers lie,
I must accept the acids of reading, then amplify.
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It is now bedtime, the soldier of times,
We sleep half of the night, just tonight.
The rooms of a leap year are vast,
It was bedevilled with ghosts far too superior
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The perils facing people find us,
It is like cause for alarm, too much time.
The lair of peace divides us the same,
The epic of war is upon us, more than ever.
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To combat I strive and find at close quarters
The opposition, who build a closet of anxiety.
Struggling and wincing, the combat is high,
A higher man shall concentrate and win.
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To wrestle a foe is suggesting a crime,
May werewolves regulate our passes,
This time no help is at bedtime.
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Disturb him not, the dangerous,
Ask him, not me, forcing,
Frustrating him with abjectness,
By lying, disputing.
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An alarming creation has been assembled,
For he does his work and begets, the very same.
The author creates and blocks out like one who imagines,
In an institution consuming ice and ink.
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Have a player play around like a ball,
Playing the scene brightest and hammy.
You act on business too overweening,
The action so considered is a contrivance.
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