A lie in palms, Will count your worth An apple for skin Within An iron urn.


A lie in palms, Will count your worth An apple for skin Within An iron urn.

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Meant in tokens To assure my mind, That yellow allegories Are guide to find, Yet exine mold Has doppled down, […]

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What is seen, And seen to hear And heard to know, In turn is Guiding us away, From touching that […]

Peace is for the wicked, Because they covet War As love is for the lone, Who will not ask us […]

Those legs wrought length That wasted my waist, Shaping the guillotine Of an order that was spun As a gilded […]

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Inching mentored mentions, His edge on a surfaced pace Extorted the bags of such rush, That measures of endorsement Were […]