I Spend my time
for my time has come,
i spend my hut,
that my heart has art
i deed in expenditure
and so to spend.
i spend my life
to live away from the knife,
he give love,
and there be life,
so to light lites,
and the elite sites.
in latitude giveth an attitude,
following behind my pleasant altitude,
with my heart i spend
with my intelligence that which spell in my mind,
the soul food!
its bell that ring in wings,
it is however sells that bring swings,
he spend them to win,
but i loose them to gain
he live to due a picture
that less thousand words,
cannot define in a bliss,
the definition though is indeed identity,
that in indemnity i penetrate solidarity.
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