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Don’t be smitten by your religion more than God,
your party more than liberty...
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I am but a Grain of Sand
finely divided...
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You visit me
in dreams...
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Bye for now darlin'.
Roads of our path...
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Beauty, a desired trait.
A temporary facade over the soul...
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Would we meet
again under half moon...
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Two hands are knitting time
perpetually...
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These forlorn daffodils
talk about the whiteness of your bones...
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what can I ask for, so the Night
would come to an absolute stop...
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It's not about you and me,
It's not the seed, nor the tree...
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A sculptor of devotion chiseled away
at the stone of her desires...
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Imagination
Makes...