Wednesday, September 9, 2015



By say and subject the Ancient wall in Matter an ear to Hear the form,
at the ladder of the climb to bore the ringing of the sign is in this simple pour,
be rich to nest of body bisque the stew of brain has been with rain in out to dry the lands of plane,
to human beings that soar the lead it has been in the ten by tin to count the coins of whaled.

In the eve of rounding days to over done the boiling clay shall rise to dust a straw,
the burning eyes tear still to lie ate death while living all a live,
broth does mind in walking brine as if the people spell the signed in each is eaten skate,
ice is sign to glacier talk filling up the shores to reach a blankets sand on ground.

Land shall heave to earth the quakes eruptions fire volcano's style stretching rocks with isle,
ocean leaks to take a Peek so tall the road that covered stone the hour strikes its night!!

As country pleats the Nations feat a wide and deep beheading pleat,
crimes on falls the chisel groans crumbling at the score,
but with the written such gown will be that in the scale an Able breathes,
to this the voice is tactile.

Bright is the forward strap a stirrup for the thighs extract delivers more than scene,
a speech becomes the river run And inside out grows taste and route the Root is muster freed,
shouts of glee with screaming death turns to face the said read debt but grace provides a land,
frost is understood at type the Canopy is booming tight so large the glow it startled me.

To guard the rise as people wailed the wall did Jung in books of tale A fable spoke of Tea,
the leaves did strange in nights off range for there in plain the sight of gain a grasp of living left,
straight to snore this lid of chore found provisions at the torn what was the file taking?

Just that moment eyes on close shutters hot the cool Time sees a dimple etched a smile,
it showed the best of loss by Way to know that shield is of say to core the anchor played,
honest calm lay strong the alm because the choice was old time roam to love the singing keys.

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