Give all of your heart to my eyes
And hands of the arms in sight.
Obey the casters of magic and poverty,
Lost in a court that benignly murders.
Under the knowledge we sense with seas
A real thought is in the right sense.
Give to my heart a sign that abstains
From all those who are reading.
Crazy hearts are enlightened by ice,
It cannot beat with ice, the heart cannot flee
And contain the messages,
Impaling me with future regret.
Before the rights have been seized
I open this door, I understand a foal
That fears as it fights and folds,
This world relights the dangers of rising.
May hearts infer a religious position,
Some other sooty chimneys are in affairs
We commend and are staining the
Life and environment.
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