The rhetor has arrived to see why words
Fit the same mind as his own,
And the man himself witnesses pleasure
That the sizes of words can encapsulate.
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I am never conquered by the flute of immortality,
They wage war on the definite souls of integrity,
But immortals win in lustre and might, and so
The flowers and towers burgeon brightly,
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Hold onto rapid treasure
Due to gods that lighten the load
As death approaches the wand.
I cannot mind you if deserts
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Observe us with inner intent,
Let prayers fasten onto the soul,
Seeing faster light called divine lamps.
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The long friends are stronger in bonds but greater,
And so the overwhelming joys of spring are on the trees
Like the sun as it showers its light on the top of the
World that strives towards the heavenly doors of existence.
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Peace is a soldier of the heavenly night,
Hope is arriving from the mothers who deny
The child of the righteous kind,
But then turn into divine nature of the highest kind.
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I am already a man who desires the task,
Indeed, a relic of the watery stream canes
My back with the futile weapon emerging
From liquid smudge and marshy masks.
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Under the snows fallen by the wind and rain
A little man of grateful beams of light has emerged;
His visions powerfully strut and perform an escape
From the endangering isle of a great weather and might.
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Time is a destination called Love,
It reads itself in the annual dreams,
Forgiving, resenting and pacifying,
Like tanks of war and tanks of peace.
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To show the shells a sea is strange,
Their chairs envelop the massive ocean;
Made by the evening sun, a star has appeared,
Forcing the sea to impress us with beauty,
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