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Dusty sorrow, pain tomorrow... Brazen bruising dollar dollar...
Seed and mane, lock and lame
Faster pacer, master cane...
Leap and Lord, trusset-sword
Pacing finer flaccid cord, appease and sort...
Rock and ort...
Divine and play the mind of ort
Spinning spurring ballad blight
Sun and moon prevailing light
Seeking sight though mast is broken.
Mason master, feeble flail
Wind and sail, autonomous scale
Illustrious Lord of rocking hail
Once rising caught the funnel flowing,
Divisive ends began the silvery sultry knowledge knowing
Defeat the end, intent and tense
Tensor torsion power bend.
The end.
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You twist my tongue, Burke. Nice to see you back around!
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Hello Ipomoea, morning glory!
Hello Ipomoea, morning glory! Making me a sunny story, rainy days are gone away... Here I am with words to play.
ipomoea
I might officially change my name to this.
Play your words we want to hear
Write us more beyond our fear
We will read and read again
Twisting tongues with heads that spin
;)
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That is lovely :)
That is lovely :)