This is how do you ever feel? Is this the way, you never see? I can go on asking questions; Some more of like these… But guess I may never, Neither thinks I ever will. Push me how much You may. Of any chance. Nudge me ever so light. Everything begins to resume. Here! The love, the praise and some of those Flaming...

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Draw the dreary tarnish Buried inside under of, the mud covered ground. Somewhere did a courage bespoke With a glint of sorrow! Dried they eyes insure uncertainty With a faith less’ly killed The unseen utterance of muted tomorrow. Whoever shall assume Just hesitantly remember to rise? Handling the shiny curdled dagger. Swaying it ferociously still Out in fear of specious tame; splitting down...

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