You come with some voice of knocks
To the ground house of windows
where all wreathed grey
You hit there
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Morning peace
The off-white coverlet brings you the dullness
As in the casualness
Among the wrinkles
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There were lightened streets
In the evenings
with their shiny sights
Following by a girl
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You are the love in a buble
In a strenght of a real hassle
Of mine
With the bow hang on by a thread just goes for
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I think I'm gonna write a poem about this
I'm gonna go to planets tonight darling
There is something wrong there,
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Within the slopes above, stairs higher
Heavy dirty hands starring to their castles
Swords about to upper
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You big whisperer whale
Your glimmers unto the sunshine by your hops
Dont you make too loud noise
You leaper whisperer whale
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I would like to meet him
When he is young and up
Up and walking
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Everybody thinks to get him proud
I need to shout out loud
can't I find a way
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