East, a loathed enemy
Does not conform to the West
Digressed but evasive he claims
Reluctant she feels
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Lady, a rose marry
Smelling so sweet
With a supple waste
That seems to ask you
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Prior to the destination along a loading bay
Where rested a long exuberant wheel
Moving high on a high way
With four basements as a standing steel
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I rush through the iron gate of life
The train of anguish
Roared horribly on my back
The sunset
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The Internet refuses to open the site’s gate
Appealing to heaven where all returns shall be made
My way, with ease, was made
Browsing through the yard
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What a warm reception!
Contained in an osier cage of commendation
Coupled with some banquet of bosom benedictions
To a thankless errant
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The day doesn’t allow me of her to see
My tears, like river, has flooded into a sea
When she absolutely deny me my plea
Though a disappointment by my carefree
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