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Tomes of advice Let alive, in the room of cares Vehemence, instinct, attuned sighs Where the powers that be, continue until fared Are we the ears of purpose? Set in sides and meandering light The skill of another, to share the insight of us Should we enable a dance, of redoubt for might? My door of adding, as avarice is... The truth in long glances, with method to move Thought, the biding hope of when is, bliss The turn of completeness, the coping hour we have of use? Lose me in the fold... The tooth I invoke, is a creation of voice and tone, to total A resolve of guidance, of kind come for wishes to hold The grace of unity, if not unique sense, before legend falls To reproof... Time in its steady march to liberty, the devotion of fashion Though a tarter end to hindsight, may be aloof We confirm the date of simple alacrity, a host of could lasting... Be the love, of a lifetime... Of causes redeemed by a curious share In the superiority of life, to know a callous friendship worth trying And the impress of duress, driven to cares we ne'er guarantee...? Unless the cold turn of truth, is towards waiting love Done distress, marveling need, the common remark of persuasion In the name of urges, we attest to passions, we grant another covenant The decision of a soul to keep, knowing a handheld in something besides here's intrusion All A day's lot in the careful wishes we seek, for a nary come dwell Rhapsody, in a courage's stance, the times to live and know a call To harmony, the burden of thee, assumes patience is ours to tell...
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Sep 5, 2022
Sep 5, 2022 at 1:50 PM UTC
Promise Me Anything, But A Cold Shoulder...
Tomes of advice Let alive, in the room of cares Vehemence, instinct, attuned sighs Where the powers that be, continue until fared Are we the ears of purpose? Set in sides and meandering light The skill of another, to share the insight of us Should we enable a dance, of redoubt for might? My door of adding, as avarice is... The truth in long glances, with method to move Thought, the biding hope of when is, bliss The turn of completeness, the coping hour we have of use? Lose me in the fold... The tooth I invoke, is a creation of voice and tone, to total A resolve of guidance, of kind come for wishes to hold The grace of unity, if not unique sense, before legend falls To reproof... Time in its steady march to liberty, the devotion of fashion Though a tarter end to hindsight, may be aloof We confirm the date of simple alacrity, a host of could lasting... Be the love, of a lifetime... Of causes redeemed by a curious share In the superiority of life, to know a callous friendship worth trying And the impress of duress, driven to cares we ne'er guarantee...? Unless the cold turn of truth, is towards waiting love Done distress, marveling need, the common remark of persuasion In the name of urges, we attest to passions, we grant another covenant The decision of a soul to keep, knowing a handheld in something besides here's intrusion All A day's lot in the careful wishes we seek, for a nary come dwell Rhapsody, in a courage's stance, the times to live and know a call To harmony, the burden of thee, assumes patience is ours to tell...
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56/M/Soldotna, Alaska
Sep 5, 2022
Sep 5, 2022 at 1:50 PM UTC
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