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A horn of plenty
A jaundiced look for facts
A storied gift, to overwhelm the method of rendering

Gaiety
And universal aplomb
For a rights spontaneity
Is courage ours, for what was first and them?

Today we see the truth
Immediate course to a pleasing craft
Taken as a true believer, the pace of couth
Is a willing host, the common curiosity to keep, hath?

Ready to acknowledge
A learned simplicity, in the heed of intellect
Is a waiting garden of composure, a deeds wage
Has sat and noticed the coming liberty we reflect

Speed to interim, the tale of beloved gains
Of resolve, to redress the stead we knew, is merit
The very voice of needful vanity, as it reigns
Is ours for a weight of the world, and its unique wit?

Shyness redeemed
Asking livid wishes of a smile, that seldom due
With particularity, a coping whim
That has seen the guidance of knowledge as it was, worthier love
knowing the best of forms and the last of worse, can a breed of simplicity sake a sharing sunshine, for realm and saviors of a lands mightiness?
David Hilburn Oct 12
Walk for it...
Ideal's for sojourn's deed
A promised jewel for your wit
Spare to my eye, wishes will feed...

Mercy, to a quaint dance
Might a problem sit?
I will still kind, of a shared defense
Misery, is remembering when I meant...

Simplicity's swallow...
Of verisimilitude to conceive
All's of a decision, here to hallow
Risks or retinue, waiting is ours to believe

A drive for impression...
Is salt the divine?
A shame has tendered, a care's lesson
A quieter question, that will share haves marital shine?

Profession of a charisma's flower:
Shall we compare ourselves
To awe or wisdom, known a charity for my sighing's lover
That has a voice that gave merit, my name, for what delves...
David Hilburn Oct 10
Serendipity
True to through
Though, a rainbow travel far
The question of might, is openly should

A house of energy's
Quiet critique
Halt and habit, specific
Live sincerity's life well, we have each

Doors may close
And suspect a chaste
Is a courage to pose
The other side of promises, fast

The conquering of death, with dread
Ahead is a boding continue
Of what we know, is a living lead
To the sigh of consummation, with liberty due...

We see the creation, the commotion
Owed a love, by the reality of sakes
Made to keep a rolling serve of devotion
To the mercy of us, all of a lover's might, with which we make...
knock knock, who's there, serendipity's rise...
Spoken first, particular last
With a mightier introduction, ahead
Since sincerity, since seclusion, so fast...
Has the voice of a beautiful angel, awoken to lead...

Meetings of the mind
Continue in the voice, meager times
Hope and surmisal, can be so kind...
Letting a lost promise, become strength's trying...

Survival's prophecy, of the fittest
Where in, stirs of shared conscience
Is the can't, the cope of truth, a senses test...
Adage over communed liberty, overtly presence...

A tale of two liberty's
Shown a calling, a creed to instinct, due
Know a keep, beyond which is civility...
Ready an eye, of comprehension is anarchy's you...

Salt to salt, spice to spice
Where, out to dance among intuition's stars
Has the new voice, of now in love twice...
The rue of simplicity, the risk of summation, by far...
collect a stirring few to your breast and an identity's blessing will come...
Now is, new isn't
Nothing but succinct...
Compare me to something besides wisdom?
Have you seen a care, without believing...?

Can seldom become an occult?
Impatience is mine, for sincerity, to a fault
Sweet Christ, am I a have's vivid salt?
Void is my name of you, until I select light for shalt...

Irony is an awakening source...
Simple futures, fruit like a question
Angel's of a feather, finish a lot with love's force
Answer's of chastity, haven't received my blessing

But beauty has...
An age to itself
Letting bother become your fascination
Is another question, of powers and their wealth?

When a tree makes a wish for you...
Is the world its lord, or should you clarify
An our of held lips, until harmony is due...
The truth of a voice, known as a miracle's vanity
yet to be, set to me, and let to we; is clarity good?
Share, are we your decency?
Share a little more, history
Share is ours, to spite, leniency
Share, it had to be you, wisdom's epistolary

Prevent or protect
Salacious, we know bitter try's
Of a sincerity, determined to collect
Fright's, in the name of when beauty cry's

Pardon me, the future silence
Somehow, asking a savior's heart, how
Special is a tribute, on the chin...
Secret's with a many, misery in a tow

Can't mean the better?
Sordid advances...
Makes the call, to finish the letter
Of a wish, then with avarice's chances

Reposed, the had guilt
Sense seemly, a willful and sour sake
Has our opinion, all in a row to be felt
With love before life's content, accepting a mind is one to make...
Judge me a dour bee, or a psychotic fly; the way to a world's heart, is a clique of your best, a blessing from hell and back...
Simply the seen
And devoid, we know a clue
To a sharing breeze
Is a whole presence of mind, to accept due?

Welcome to peace
Welcome to eclectic shall
Welcome to wishes we make, feast
Welcome to the table

Where is habit if I surmise a legend?
Taken with life's little pill, is havoc to compose a charade?
With realms to simpleness, is a guest my only amend?
Sincerity in justices' way, will we compare the actual to love or hate?

Welcome, indeed...
Sour notice for an endearing friend, never in forces allowed?
Time to wish in verbose causes, a summary lead
Has us for the next, the best to expect a living's power...
Could a method to madeness save itself, from a hysterical guest, liberty?
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