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Gift my Heart Oh diminutive finch. once you chortled gleefully, cutestuck in my happy compliment sky. Do I forgive your migration? You flighty fuzzball! vacating briskly, frigidly the premeditated enclosure perfectly designed for your every need. your obdurate flight left perfect circles of Hollow (spaces eating my gaze, like black holes ravaging stars) No, I am too imbecilic. You left breadcrumbs trailing from the Candy House- and I intend not to be eaten. could not I come, however? [you are a soft word of extra cream and when I think upon you I cannot keep pretending that I would have you stay anymore than I would trade your laugh for any other flecked miracle] Thus I am resolved. I shall be your migration. The knife of your eagle glimpse shall perceive nothing without my invisible acquiescence. your talons shall clutch with the strength of my most bashful beam Oh my reddest-tailed raptor! as you hunt and fish the wildernesses I mustn’t trample, I will draft your flight, But only, my mellow heron, If you promise to leave me a feather, with which to heavy my heart.
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Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 5:45 AM UTC
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Gift my Heart Oh diminutive finch. once you chortled gleefully, cutestuck in my happy compliment sky. Do I forgive your migration? You flighty fuzzball! vacating briskly, frigidly the premeditated enclosure perfectly designed for your every need. your obdurate flight left perfect circles of Hollow (spaces eating my gaze, like black holes ravaging stars) No, I am too imbecilic. You left breadcrumbs trailing from the Candy House- and I intend not to be eaten. could not I come, however? [you are a soft word of extra cream and when I think upon you I cannot keep pretending that I would have you stay anymore than I would trade your laugh for any other flecked miracle] Thus I am resolved. I shall be your migration. The knife of your eagle glimpse shall perceive nothing without my invisible acquiescence. your talons shall clutch with the strength of my most bashful beam Oh my reddest-tailed raptor! as you hunt and fish the wildernesses I mustn’t trample, I will draft your flight, But only, my mellow heron, If you promise to leave me a feather, with which to heavy my heart.
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Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 5:45 AM UTC
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