peep the cluster wind, the calling
echo shouted the mountain and
take what you wish as you
bring the sudden creep of the dungeon
of hell
I take the smile you give and you
inherent the laughter
for even the ears talk of your return
now got what you wanted and blow
for a time, as the desert owe rainbow
without the rain
come cab wave of skepticism, tomorrow
would never be the same again, for each
day comes
without thirst and still you will always
be a winner
linger may fall like tears,
the future
lay with jewels in the neck you
take, never the world offer more than
a crystal ball
in the Canmore of pearl
where the valley of wish fall like
stream of tears flown into
the sea
a cripple of feet withstand my arm
and a fingers off my weight
endure my tongue, let decor touches
my lips and set the dew in my
finger tips
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