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Afore colliery doth the world be so suggestive of sublimity, Upon me lay no residence that I may well take leave, Barring, encompassed beneath the celestial witching hour, Amassed unruffled, myself and thee. A moment at time doth chattels be made the scene unmarred, And thy look as if existed hence silver-tongued, A haste of blustery weather hail from over me, As I winched up from my pier and meandered absent. Unknown to me could some unique facet be more veracious, Nowhere be present at hand, a berth I be further elicit to, O' be at disposal with me that we may saunter self-possessed, my unrivaled ecstasy, Amassed unruffled, myself and thee.
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Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 9:10 AM UTC
Pittoresque Beauté
Afore colliery doth the world be so suggestive of sublimity, Upon me lay no residence that I may well take leave, Barring, encompassed beneath the celestial witching hour, Amassed unruffled, myself and thee. A moment at time doth chattels be made the scene unmarred, And thy look as if existed hence silver-tongued, A haste of blustery weather hail from over me, As I winched up from my pier and meandered absent. Unknown to me could some unique facet be more veracious, Nowhere be present at hand, a berth I be further elicit to, O' be at disposal with me that we may saunter self-possessed, my unrivaled ecstasy, Amassed unruffled, myself and thee.
matthew-washington
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Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 9:10 AM UTC
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