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Breath of a promise Such for sincerity or more The chance to walk with a vice Is reality to sulk at the advances of worth? *** was a friend... Done to delineates tea The world in being ends Only when sour blessings make free Change your mind... With a handful of hope, found in your norm... Savior's mere, a calling of kinds... Sanity to dance and dance, with beauty to form... The very words, to life was dread, mere Dear to a shadowy fear, of reasons Succinct enough, for lead word's to hear The music of persuasion, in loves season Cares that only an angel could know: Devil's with a taste, for humility Should begin with patience, as a wind to blow Baring the with, the other side of a simpler vanity?
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May 21, 2023
May 21, 2023 at 8:45 PM UTC
Lower By Burden's Bell, A Friend?
Breath of a promise Such for sincerity or more The chance to walk with a vice Is reality to sulk at the advances of worth? *** was a friend... Done to delineates tea The world in being ends Only when sour blessings make free Change your mind... With a handful of hope, found in your norm... Savior's mere, a calling of kinds... Sanity to dance and dance, with beauty to form... The very words, to life was dread, mere Dear to a shadowy fear, of reasons Succinct enough, for lead word's to hear The music of persuasion, in loves season Cares that only an angel could know: Devil's with a taste, for humility Should begin with patience, as a wind to blow Baring the with, the other side of a simpler vanity?
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56/M/Soldotna, Alaska
May 21, 2023
May 21, 2023 at 8:45 PM UTC
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