Digging for Gold doesn't mean you will not stand a chance up the peak, even though you dug going down.
I have a dream that each day I call unto morning and rinse my face; I will feel the breeze of last and start something new. Something needed but not known to attention.
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Your heart is the function of my life, the junction to my freedom and happiness. Your eyes deviate me from my penalties, giving me the chance to oscillate my mind in your gaze.
Your gesture is what differentiates my luck from them, for I am graced by the integration of the Beauty and the Beast. In sets of our similarities, our intersection blooms day by day, for forever in the spirit we are tallied. Our intersect flowers year by year, for forever in the catalyzing intelligence of love we shall reside.
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Time flies, gentlemen I know!
Those days of pleasure and satisfaction
Those moments of mischief and appreciation
Those times of puberty and perseverance
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In my world there is no better person
I call Mother but my mother.
A woman I was born out of,
Whose love and tenderness I grew an expert.
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