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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2006-08-01 | | A thousand secrets you behold In your dreams and wishes; If wiser minds you shall unfold Great storms will seem you swishes. So many heavens wrap your steps Until you're dust to Heaven, But still, you dare avoid the traps Laid by the spirits' leaven. Why for are you revolting now, Your voice resembling thunder? Did you forget the sacred vow By tearing it asunder? For what sweet hands of blurry mist Do you peek up the pieces? You never leave a choice of twist - You have to grant your wishes. The ration with its frozen touch Can never harm your being, Nor find a dawn to which to clutch When shadows it's foreseeing. You are, sometimes, too dark to sight For others to rely you, Your canvas float in black and white - A picture of déjà -vu. You never take and never give The beings you're opposed to. They think you cry - you only sieve The right and wrong before you.
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