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Improbable meetings freed - ones watches set into shaking time - each guy his Hallo ! Rattles get them into Far West that is their first stopping spot of their quest
By Francis L4 years ago in Poets
Short instants are precious Space to share them is small No matter they're malicious Neither their feelings of fall Into arms - delicious
Under shadows of the free forest I can run, I can walk, I can rest Around me, the fixed pins sometimes drop See the sun, I can talk, wish a crop
One's heart is invaded by one desire Overrun with embers, covering fire ; Remembrances show ashes, also hurtings. Get in here if you want it, unlock the stream.
Light is on Studio shines "Please, come on !" There's no spine (boy is gone) "Stay in line ! Thereupon, don't confine !" ...
It's a long time since I started the wandering. Under the moon. On my boat I was wondering Where the floating could has guided me. From the dock
Grinning for Green instead of Greed Is a wise volition - not decisions ; Wishes without hard works never feed And all Climates are hasting Actions.
Crowd is suspended, yet time didn't start. Sixty-four squares put - Notice for a fight Sixteen squares are posed - Leave into delight
What happened to this teacher's lover Married with that macaron maker's Daughter, a wife aged as his mother ? Great speaker, transcendental talker
After six months in the space They landed to step a pace - The first real one since long time 'Occasion to strike the chime !
Two women in fever To express their feelings Feeling free just as birds Flying over the world In the mood of sharing A Channel forever(s)
There is no time to think about costs Of what brought hotter days of summer, There are only ways to beware frosts Would deliver season of Winter ...
