The Hugs that go to every Beau,
that questions their belief,
to even think it's deed.
Broad shoulder are a wonder for,
the amount of time that Men do kind,
to care for each of what is dare.
The Fire in the Flame of Eye,
the Scene that you must see,
a face to face descriptive state,
the pupil never lies.
The feeling that this difficult does,
should not discourage search,
the faith in what the Ancient spake,
was breathe in fall of could.
Speak your quiet verse to sigh,
don't be discouraged by Worlds Cry,
the better lay to up the play,
gently hold to truth,
it is inside of you.
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