At night she hums....
To call me, she need not....
The thick darkness that engulfs earth connets....
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The dead....
Thick tall fence clogs both....
Mortals thoughts limited....
The saint see longevity....
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Winter....
Gaberdine will i spend for....
Both the nape shall i cover....
A friend, the umbrella....
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I pray not to be prey*'_'*
without money one isn't baloney*'_'*dabble i will, not wangle*'_'*lie i nausea, to avoid my trust been flinged to the sea*'_'*
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(LOVETH OKIKE)
Take my warm left palm, eyes closed, see through your heart....
Fear not, just plod your on the right path....
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Yes i do.
That rumple and black
speech of yours can't mute me.
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My smile, like the moon wane
Lofty i stood, next to that pane
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On the chill white sand i stand'.......deep-down the mermaid abode my lutes melody sound'......lutes strings tapped, it roars and echoes in the heavens'......
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