Lever the Playing Field with fear not doubt,
drives the Wit to hide for security,
not search out the person.
Banish a Mind to the blotch,
key the I to a derm,
chapel a certain,
destroys to concrete a Curtain.
Draw the sheet of reveal,
come from the Wares of Real,
encouraging the find,
than unique will know resolve,
should the Quest be us all.
Off like a Shot the rib it was popped,
given to produce the second in truce,
the first not mentioned,
to later I found,
that there had been a split based on eminence.
Who's on Top
Make mention of such to ask or touch,
immediately told "You're a Devil a Horror"
again I beseech not what has been written,
rather the words in the stream of the zip.
'Times versed Bahut'
a mid evil chest,
is Pandora so that the Arc must go?
Could not there have been in the back tend,
the simple understanding that the words were a canning?
To search and to find that not all would be bind,
enjoying the growth without told I stoke,
heavily waited to many questions,
no answer inquires these types that are dire.
A thirst with a ladle makes portioned to spoon,
a trip around the World looks to be doom,
the search of the truth is buried with lies,
a viable life is the breadth of it's try.
Eclectic Burke
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