Loves and powers…
Laughers got your smiles as gifts.
Worth a world is loves in mills.
Where is long there is short.
Sides on shows are mocked by strokes.
Pulses on ports are cares on buses.
Powers calls are breezes will turn.
Stormy turns are face above.
Take away and go to pockets.
Buys and sells allow talks.
Beauty trades are eager given.
Brave are bloods but sorrow graves.
Junes are paying down to springs.
Summer wines are winds to care.
Breezes will turn and powers call.
Strengthen pull your legs of loves.
Sonnets meshed up nets with forces.
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