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There's a reverie that still haunts me, and the capability to be free from it makes me pay a fee, I have a son and he is healthy, I have a job, but not wealthy, I have no wife, which makes me a bachelor with a bloodline, I have no family, which makes me feel fine. I am a rolling stone in the shallows of the sea, I am the shudders of air on a the wingtips of a bee, I am not expecting you to carry my load, I'll play the queen then fold. I miss my fiancé to no end, she is the one that of whom letters should be send, she will never speak to me again, she is a lady who is, now and again, foreign. I miss the mountains of a different land, from a country of which I am a fan, I will see you again Ha'aheo, for I have, for you, a kaheo. This is the end of my dream, of which I explained and deem, worthy of your critique, for I am doing this to release and not to be unique.
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Feb 6, 2017
Feb 6, 2017 at 11:06 AM UTC
Dreams from the middle of the Sea
There's a reverie that still haunts me, and the capability to be free from it makes me pay a fee, I have a son and he is healthy, I have a job, but not wealthy, I have no wife, which makes me a bachelor with a bloodline, I have no family, which makes me feel fine. I am a rolling stone in the shallows of the sea, I am the shudders of air on a the wingtips of a bee, I am not expecting you to carry my load, I'll play the queen then fold. I miss my fiancé to no end, she is the one that of whom letters should be send, she will never speak to me again, she is a lady who is, now and again, foreign. I miss the mountains of a different land, from a country of which I am a fan, I will see you again Ha'aheo, for I have, for you, a kaheo. This is the end of my dream, of which I explained and deem, worthy of your critique, for I am doing this to release and not to be unique.
kaheo - a vision or beckoning Ha'aheo - to be proud used as a name
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Feb 6, 2017
Feb 6, 2017 at 11:06 AM UTC
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