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Cares to theWind
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What fate befalls the fallen,If not to rise again,What troubles lie ahead,That can't be trumped through zen,Open hearts and open minds,To all due ends..
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What is it that allows for me,to basque in the balm of your serenity?Be it the will of god or that of time,That allowed these passing months to be sub..
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That which is best bestowed upon me,be not the breath that so sweetly,graces these lips of mine,nor be it in earth, fire or waterwhere that of most im..
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I came across a wounded rose,And knelt beside where he did lay,His thorns were clipped and so with woe,He crossed unto where reapers wait.Before he fa..
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What is lightning if not beauty,That to behold would be so brief,Indeed a flash, lit so brightly,To see it pass, so like a thief.
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Charlie
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