In vain
Sprawled in each others limbs the twain were,
summoned to do the Lords work.
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Rose (p1)
Fermented rose,
with odorous petals,
that pasteurize the soul.
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He looked fear in the eyes and fell - disjointed
a cup of faith sat beside with a scent of anointing
his mind brittle - the two set aside confusion.
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A perm and a sail is mine,
a weed to tame my mind,
a turn of her firm behind,
we're entailed to this pale turbine.
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and when i see it for the first time
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