Nash lenin Rodriguez

My frame is empty
Please draw shapes gently
Bright rays of the sky
Theme of love so high
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Poor widow, her life is in sorrow
She wants to be in a beam
But she was strike by the gleam
She nosh them, now they grow
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Can you see the struggles in my eye?
Can you break it? Or you’ll just sigh and let me die
Where should I start?
Does the things I know makes me smart?
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From dreams, waking up with the dimmer light
Face covered with shadows of yesterdays
I seem to let loose of those struggled days
And the vision of light gives me new sight
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in the happy common community
that has the virtue of humility
with which we express it by charity
in this, we implore camaraderie
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