A confused mass carousel
Man is brightening up the club looking for
The leader of the circus book
In singing songs.
He feels he is human,
Fragile but balanced for a moment.
She does not want to be pretty brave.
Hocks with a bony head
The time goes astray.
How do I endure this?
Weathering weather.
The sky is burning again who
Water to pour down to get down?
Sometimes somewhere the genius sleeps
Under the psalms, the mass of the world is lost
Time to mislead leads.
Rain falls away again,
And the skirt of heaven opens
The Fenix bird is again ash,
And the new creation of the world
Wait for the man to be awesome.
Prisoner of dirty beauty
Is a land, a herd of centaurs
Picks grass in place.
The devils whack their backs
human. Blur night hours
Require their sacrifice in the caves of darkness,
Dictators of gold medal
The crowd is crowned.
The coolest laugh laughs
Poor beggar, he
Sees everything as a child
Wise truth.
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