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Sunday, January 15, 2017

SIMPLE MUSING

One heart lost found
After years far abound
Had come to double
Cross, a confusing trouble
As to profess to love
Was caustic to cough
In the time gone
Still thick as stone
As it lies for the past
So is it's till this cast.

Every morn's Caribbean blue
In the sky with cumulus glue
Other clouds comes disappeared
But to lie out soon, compared
They would appear a foamy forms
Coming in and out from same drums
Cold comes from its own way
One we know not anyway
But we feel its cold hand
And about the winds and
As they flap from the West to come
The bad ones mystic for awry um!

Every eyes in my room's up
From sopor they did it drop
To make it men's have got to wake it
To dance to life and its bar kind beat
To study we are thus so sturdy
Committed in failure still for everybody
The same craze holds for harp we bold
As man's the first mold in our first world.

That sun shall rise
Soon when rice
Dries the cloth
Clothe as in both
Scotch pays farms
Farmers thank it
Ceremonious cubs heat
Good praises
Caustic curses
For the same thing thus
The moon a-night for us
We nadir such famous thing
As it comes morph doing nothing
God takes blames as man
Eden's tales o'er woman
Then the curse to burrow
She to scream tomorrow.

JODEKSS

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