Brown mbadiwe

1. With each golden breath, the life goes by, counting the cost we glow by.
Down, rivers and streams

2. A pity, pretty party galore.A glamour untold, so many adversary unfaced.
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1. The Legends in life
They've lived before, the death
A gone glory.
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1. This is goodbye, my love, my friend. Don't say goodbye, my enemy.
I will love you, if this goodbye

2. A crazy moment in love, am here.
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1. The alarm for slumber, to awake in peace, in one piece to our glory
No time for bed

2. Having heavy hearts, a looming cloud, a time to run, a time for bed.
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1. A common culture
It's a common culture
An Open culture
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1. I played, i played, so said the cub to its mother. Such a fantastic time with billy the baby goat.

2. Had such a wonderful time in the fields with the cub, i played with cub today excited billy said to his mother.
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1. A day to be glad, with tears, through a heart full of dreams. To see Today, in light or darkest hour.
I saw Today

2. My day, longs to come, I see it, with drenched heart, clouded eyes.
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1. Tell me your dreams.
Your dreams of sorrow, of joy.
Untold stories of love and despair
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1. The breath after the party
A morsel before hunger
Eyes after the party.
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1. One too little
A little, too little
My peeping little days
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1. A word from mummy
One, Two, Three

2. A word from daddy
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1 Crafty the wise, the mother.
Her shadows play out.
What of her children?
Crafty the wise.
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1. My golden day are running, no memories bittersweet Saga. Nostalgic on a fairy tale, going home no sweet home.

2. Plenty memories to live by, plenty, enough. On a silver lining, a thin layer of death and life
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The pot for a ride.
The pot for a fool.
A pot for a war.
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1. Life's for one
We sing for singles
As we count from one
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1. The kill, of hundreds
The death of one.
Of thousands, of two thousands.
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1. They've walked amongst us, with soiled feet they move—
a journey of merry and despair.
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A night in glory—
we shine at the feet of our shadows.
Chasing them, strengthless,
as the days smear into nights
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With crying praises The eyes sleeping, a sleep in death, very dark, very gurly and misty. Our essence buried in shallow water, shallow graves in distress.

Distressed hearts, our beating heart in our hands, we stare at them, with crying eyes. Bleeding hearts, we salvage what we can. In bits or pieces. Down or Up in Glory.
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1.
I said I'd stay, but waves said "Go! "
The stars lined up to steal the show.
Who pushed? A rocking boat to the moon!
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