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For what its worth We have travelled much Out of school for several times Starving for the journey and the ride Bringing out the best we are Heading out at midnight Driving Hundred-Fifty mountain ride We are living We are living Are we not the best that could've been Dear Wisdom I'd love to think But my thinking cap has broken twice this rhyme I'm conquering But losing each Drop of childish blood that we once had See we are breaking bad See we are buying heads See its Hundred-Fifty down the sea The juniper night On the spring I was young I spent all my brain for the reel Not rockign the boat and Not sailing abroad Am I lucky, a fool or a bee? Oh my buttercup friend, I am girding for rest So get on we are leaving the rest So get on we are heading even more ******* West And the sign of the wine That allures me to dine On the bones of the wasted time Dont go lookign for fame and glory You are doing great as you are Dont go searching for fame and glory Glory is another name for Love
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Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 7:43 AM UTC
Glory is Another Name for Love
For what its worth We have travelled much Out of school for several times Starving for the journey and the ride Bringing out the best we are Heading out at midnight Driving Hundred-Fifty mountain ride We are living We are living Are we not the best that could've been Dear Wisdom I'd love to think But my thinking cap has broken twice this rhyme I'm conquering But losing each Drop of childish blood that we once had See we are breaking bad See we are buying heads See its Hundred-Fifty down the sea The juniper night On the spring I was young I spent all my brain for the reel Not rockign the boat and Not sailing abroad Am I lucky, a fool or a bee? Oh my buttercup friend, I am girding for rest So get on we are leaving the rest So get on we are heading even more ******* West And the sign of the wine That allures me to dine On the bones of the wasted time Dont go lookign for fame and glory You are doing great as you are Dont go searching for fame and glory Glory is another name for Love
When the night has come for our room And the doggy sings bit out of tune When the day blunts out a new Amen Praise the holy light
kongrin
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kongrin
20/M/Uzbekistan
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 7:43 AM UTC
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