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I am yours. 
However distant you may be, 
There blows no wind but wafts your scent to me, 
There sings no bird but calls your name to me. 
Each
I am yours. 
However distant you may be, 
There blows no wind but wafts your scent to me, 
There sings no bird but calls your name to me. 
Each
He who hears in the vast silence He who wafts on the red wind "In extremis" He who steals pearls from the ashes He who leaps across the precipice
treat
Wafts to my nostrils
And makes me want to eat.
Of this rancid treat
Wafts to my nostrils
And makes me want to eat.
Somewhere near the Steinway (or even from within)
Had caused the doily fringe to waft & tremble in the gloom

Evelyn, a dog, having undergone
Further
the dark hiding from the shadows of the wind
Wafts of might, wine of fire, I was called to taste

Silver horses brought us here, to the edge
silver stairs
Eureka on angelic prayer wafts in and scents the air
With ornaments of gold
To warm my soul from the growing cold
Ornaments of gold

We can
light
That is muted and soft down on Beacon Street
Then a bar or two of classical music
Will waft through the air
Newspaper adverts will usher
With my biggest fans and dying of thirst
The scent of trash, a summer musk waft through the window 
It sounds like upstairs they need a nurse 
It
Waft about and groan a bit

And make him feel at ease
Head in arm and hand in hand
We'll haunt the seven-seas

Isn't it original to be invisible
of corpse's wafts
Up from the bits of deaths
Fumes disgorge

Rancid heap
Walls steep
Vapors creep

Underneath
Putrid tide
Rotted body
Land

Slide
and out
And odors waft about
So I give my head a kip
My caps worn to a split

I'm a small chapwalk tall chap
When it rains cats and dogs
From my
her house)
For good for better Fred is dead will flee ill feef
Aloof from waft a coffee effort
(I'm at home in lance)

Falled on yanks
(Ferdinand
waft the sighs to heav'n.
Of guilty men, who truly seek, and weep to be forgiv'n
And Intercessor still He shines, and men to Him should pray,
Before
peace
The opposition was down
Red church on a hill
Red church on a hill 
Styrofoam insides
Aluminium tiers
Louis Armstrong tapes waft down
the air where ere I am
But don't say you haven't noticed
The smell of money wafts all about me

It neutralizes any other odors I convey
Best friends
punishment.
Nothing disturbs this transcendental harmony
The only light that breaks up darkness
Are the burning red stars
Cosmic winds bear a waft
The scent of an English meadow wafts gently through the bars 
The sounds of summer harvesting can be heard from afar 
The beauty of old Albion,
down

And as bacon wafts through hungry streets, your ghost pervades
Just like an old ex-boxer aged twenty two
Staged-up like Falstaff or the wild
Oh no matter where you are, you'll be my lucky star
Oh every night, everyday, babe what can I say, oh
I love the way you smile, I hate to waft
wafts through the air
And this terror that awaits, it's more than a dream for this is nothing you'll wake from

Those new to the terrain, they'll
to Shangri-La 
Where a million souls aquiver ask
Small mercies of the holy 
Like flowers plucked from crimson tar
On florid banks, the priests
Waft their scent
The scent of an new mown meadow wafts gently through the bars. The sound of summer harvesting can be heard from afar. The beauty of our Vinland is
The sunlight fading as air cools from blistering day
Stars appear in the dusken sky, invoking urgent senses
The breeze wafts fragrance of passion

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