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deflate the airs of death pregnant without, before I give birth to a disease. chilled billows rolled up on my backbone, my kneels withers from its loads, as my feet refuse to keep the faith. i live among the dead, every…
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Flower, the moon, the birds, and even the stars, they all wonder why your elegance is compared to their fleeting beauty.
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I am lost in the bliss of thy chivalry At the edge of creations spectacles You make orchid gardens and dazzling Rainbows look dull, in your presence O’ heavens child, Remember I had promised to Never weave you into one…
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Covered in blankets of their faces, I became cold. The morning spilt darkness on my feet, I am sodden in unrest, married to uncertainty. O’ flower child, can a nation be born in a day? Earth child, Thy wretched soul…
ALL CHRIST 