Encaged’ not thoughts as depart walls foreordained, doomed ‘round by fate, wayfaring all over
From off discomforting beds journeys, to reach riches’…in seek dreams off shores…
Wending sphere through sweat give proclaim’d in worn self as hope happiness hung in wealth
Some the bondage, the starve, the still thence of mire, of mud his honed where went day, night pleated schedules
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All that flies in skies high,
All that adores soaring and exploring,
All afore abhors hatred
And as armor core love…
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Storms Coming'
When Pleasures Engaged' In
The Groove its passage
Grave It Blesses
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Oh Shepherd,
Birth’ in heart war
Wherefore father to protect household gone forever
And woman (Wife) as birth dies
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The acme flower pierces my thoughts
With raping fragrance and patent hue
It bloom’ of unquiet splendor
As dance rhythm whispers, silent tempos
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Prattles’ the litter bore of chatters with drifting clouds
As revel’ sky dominance laid ‘pon view
Renders’ thought of journey
Given thoroughness wrapped in heaven gaze
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When light sprout in overgrown darkness
Where fate was preset ‘pon palms line
Journeys one in dying phase of old day
Towards seers to unwrap imminent' morrow
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There was cry
There was birth
There was joy
And there was rite
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Witches awake
While gluttony priests' slumbers in rouse night
Their body a bosom demons (Priests Possessed)
The devils' found home
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