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'Towards thou,I wriggle-with the heart enveloped-by thy beauteous image of-joy that bonds to the vale where-thou sowed the seeds of gold-over the laug..
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It's freezing in this clime- of forlorness.Chilling,Chilling, chilling with the sensation of- loneliness in the trodden ways- of love,I walk barefoot ..
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To thee,my heart-sings again with graciousnessfor the Hale,hearty,old,young-who art the dwellers in the icy cavewhere a monstrosity flapped tumultuous..
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With the exasperating-heart of thine that dwell-in my flesh,ruefully,i splash-the gasoline from the can over the isle-where I met the phantom-who rese..
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From afar withthe image that-resembles to the-gayness of love,thou-walk towards me like-the gracious truth i-crave for beneath the waning-orb in the c..
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In the tumult,thou art resurrected-again from the death of-disdain.In the sinful enormous-hole where the flesh of-thine cast with the fiery-heart of d..
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With vitality,i-soar above theazure heavens where-the Icy Heart canst be-gazed down.Winging,winging-beneath the enormous-gold in the cloudless morn,fr..
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At the zenith of-the azure,thou-art flapping with-thy wings of mossy-desire like the monstrosity-fluttering endlessly beneath-the fiery orb which the ..
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In the beauteous-morn,thy empty-shell where my soul-dwellth with love is-placed on the isle by-the emulous native.Beneath the azure,thou sleep eternal..
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With the icy-heart-no more,i limp onwards-to thee like a lion craving-infatuation in the forest-dark of forlorness.To thee,now i roar againwith pride ..
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