Cloistered cups riot the table of delight,
Chunks of food line the plates so easy;
Cloudy was the water of the day and night,
Depressed by too clean a measure.
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Fade into the night in this disaster,
Desks of purity have arrived electrically;
Chemicals chill the atmosphere,
Delicate shards miracle this land of snow.
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This canvas burns on my chest like a cart on the road,
Butter would melt and sell my cause for a price;
Building chemicals came from the right and left,
Cards were chins to rest on, cards mattered to some.
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The amount of amusement angrily delivers,
Angles at this vary very much, like a river.
The art of being awake is sodden with rage,
The animals of this sense dictate the changes.
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Arms are dug forever, armies of winter,
Winter is upon us like the guns of power;
Almost a lost person enters the arena,
To make blessings on us from the angels.
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My rate of distress is a question of hate,
For the ends of the world do not dent the steel.
Punishment is a reception of pain,
Punish those in power and might, the leaders.
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Any ants that lie here are refused by some,
The approval of a fruit created and amused some.
This angle is among the rich and famous,
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View the powerful dragons of this century,
Find their names and view the common logic,
Chew the warehouse with its smoke and abbey.
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After adding to the centuries we think and think,
Agreeing on almost art and whispering science;
Attend to the sick when your apple explodes,
The amount of seeking out is productive.
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