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Oct 2018
spend your day expressed by grace ordered from a Payton place
cheer each moment from the edge of the setting sun a very well done
climb each pillar of thought and deed to reach forth every bit of need
transformation to be a king set forth to a freedom ring set ahead,

drop in a set daily routine an angelic song can't we all get along
building bridges enhanced to swing in the parlor from freedom swing
come close to me with honor a captured melancjoly grin people sing
out of order but we continue to sing sent transformed for every thing

***** on the porch let us stand firm and rejoice to decorate a New York smile
the moments of tender muse set sail on its own for people to come on home
a balance for power there's ***** on the wall standing ten feet tall
recapture the falling song can't we get along abused by power such as the fawn

news to me to be set free falling headlong as in a coaster sent right over
the taste of Manicotti specially for you the cause to brew as coiced renewed
application to a frustration moved by education falling creatures made to shine
captured by the edge of the vine together so fine rob you blind you see

***** to the wall stand ten feet tall the rooster flows its in what you know
a harvest new a each casket new feeling ever so dear all draw near
with fallen drops as in airforce one become undone having a bit of fun
stranger to your ever glow take you to places you need to go transformed new

a quiet street my ***** fall deep stand still & repeat
feature creature stand tall to meet her tender rooster
shine down upon me in its billow sanction well received in
long are the long ago chimes very good in store a cry for more

***** to the wall in a turning touch in a rush such flattery of make believe
salute you see the back door cling noticed from everything pople sing
pillars of thought ***** to the wall & everything
looking out in the lawn you graciously see a fawn

braced from the new unction of seaweed twisted between your knees
cry a river in order to discover hurry up & take cover
sure fire wy in order to display everything's o.k.
cry me a river stand still & deliver

chased through your dreams there is ***** to the wall from every purpose
shine on the simple study through the song shattered through the breeze
can't we get along feathers with the swan captured in my imagination
there's never hungry like a rooster in your imagination

capure each smile to know all the great while
apples in carriage everything delivered
tried and true everything blue
sad but innocent to the drawers

paint a picture  news tide to recaptre the falling   blues
shake dreams from your hair my pretty child
lay hold of its rest in every test,
savor  the moment you cling to find

***** to the wall stand ten feet tall
through a brisk walk on the beach far out of reach
there's silence in the fold repaired until
passengers through blatant Henry lines

share with each other a heavenly climb
there's places you need to go with the flow,
seek the heavenly course in care with most
share in the right shun what's wrong

the rid is forth there's one ball too short
***** to the wall shine upon the strong earth
peach ice cream and everything short
got my ***** to the wall

send forth the workers send proud the flame
not to mention in the mentally insane
proud as silver gold as shine
list of insurance so very fine

the wind blowing
have you ever remember when you were down to the lowest pit no one gives a ****
order of disorder come close to know ya
in the curtains we shall enjoy you,

after the mall through dull in the path
as in all goodness past
through chosen vessels
stay true to discover

rewind the television something is worth missing
we all must come together no matter what the weather,
train up a child you must keep it in order
show forth in your glory

stay with the fold listening to the door
paint a picture with a smile
still to know all the great while
bridge the gap in between

share with each other another page of order
***** against the wall stand up ten feet tall
its in you don't you see working on a melancholy
like the words to hear its order
Mario William Vitale
Written by
Mario William Vitale  48/M/Wolcott, Ct
(48/M/Wolcott, Ct)   
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