Ander Greigon

Shall I reckon?
A reconcile around?
With any notion,
But imbecile about;
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Promise never delay;
All formative despite,
Call my ready day:
A single rumor fight
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What's heard were the tonks and honks,
Of the street life reality;
Another divine and fonts,
That's a mature dealty
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Not in the wind would blow;
What miles would after will it never plough:
Seem not a real show;
A dazzle of humbles would repel the flow:
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Tell my stories were beyond,
Any natural on land
Wings of love would dig a pond;
Gray and worry sings the planned
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What must was ought to be understood:
A grade with loads and lengths of road;
The trust of what thy parents bright
A task was plus and nots and light
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Besides my ordinaries,
A lot of us were worries
But to reconcile redemption;
I mildly till the reckon:
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So the rain starts to fall down further...
But the crowd last call on the door;
With a strong wind that blows sweep render,
Since a long hope aloof my vigor;
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To call you when I knock on the door;
The real and the wheel of turning for:
To reach out a hand defice the tune
Oh, would you yeild these instant blare
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A fleet of the stars,
Come into mind
Will it ring
Would it remind;
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Nick and further;
Leave or deeper
Plush the waters:
Seek the hours
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Hymn of sighest pry,
Told and what must I
Since the dear and nor
Out of sour for;
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Cape and validation,
Vast and real feckon
Meat and brushly retire
And the lost of defice;
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Don't let a rather toil a doesn't
Refers and shimmers none a talent
A can't and misser lots the folken
A what would wiser need a liken
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Not a nice would furry under;
The let you'll beat reminisce whether:
Flaught of jaws would burrow sorrow
A crumb of claws you rather solo
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Singing with poems and oughts so long;
A reckon I will and belong
Bringing the joule and the guts so wrong;
Would definitely bound boring ding
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Immense and find the alter spring;
A told story on the land,
A strange begot the fury cling:
I chose to bling on sunty blande.
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And what a deep a bread would aim;
A fuse to all the cure
Device a floss that's neat to clean;
A foster and remure
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Deal and fill the grace incense;
Of vigor and prosperity
Talk out loud shall moure the whens;
Seal out with inference dee
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Warm scenes and morning skies;
Bold and a glimpse of stars:
Tell hence of howdy cries
Rich and the use
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