Do not stagger and speak during the fasting hours,
Anger and dreams solve all problems but always,
Does the old adage find a new meaning in towers?
Fall hard into the ground of grit and garden-powers,
Hatred is blessed by the angelic men who are nowadays,
Do not stagger and speak during the fasting hours.
Worshippers fasten onto ideas of greatness and showers,
Flowing through the stars are the revolving doorways,
Does the old adage find new meaning in towers?
This side of the road bends towards the father who flowers,
Forcing and fortifying new turns of the arrays,
Do not stagger and speak during the fasting hours.
Pluses and minuses exactly approach the man who devours,
Feeding the flowers and starters who approach acres,
Does the old adage find new meaning in towers?
Towards the goal and fence we travel to find the ball that acquires,
Feet and fingers crawling to the other side of the pathways,
Do not stagger and speak during the fasting hours,
Does the old adage find new meaning in towers?
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