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When I behold the blossom hues of spring
My eyes unfurl into the buds of hope...
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The ability to tolerate is lost on me!
It is something I do not know...
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Sweet baby bird
with your wings burned black...
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Floating objects on
a calm sea riding on crests...
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The pain inside
was unbearable...
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our land is poisoned
men jack up like Heroin...
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It's such a pleasure to see your dear face
Starting off my morning with your sunrays...
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Once again it's here
Death is standing at the door...
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I travelled the road of my desire
a path which led me to love-shire...
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With you there is respect
for the nothing new...
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Farewell at last to winters frosty sting
and all the chilly times of snow and sleet...
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You could give me your friendship,
You could give me your time...