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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
to waft us
To the well remembered shore.
Newborn breezes swell to send us
To our childhood welcome skies,
To the glow of friendly faces
And the glance
dignitate
Otium cum dignitate
Otium
A light heart
Worries have to be driven far away
Only love can bright your day
Waft yourself to regions of stars
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
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
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
peace
The opposition was down
Red church on a hill
Red church on a hill
Styrofoam insides
Aluminium tiers
Louis Armstrong tapes waft down
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
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
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
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
given you a beat but I think you'd steal
Krill smoke waft out in the east, mad dog spill
Belittled niggas, raise your tongue, what's up with the what's
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
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
In a waft of incense or in the shape of a boy
In another city looking
From between his mother's legs
Or disappearing into the stacks after brushing
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
my court
And your instruction important to (Say it out loud!)
We can do the waft if you can't more than whisper
I mean I'll be the yin to your yang
gold type kid
I ain't gotta show off shit
Shows go off, bars come off my soul
And they waft up on all y'all's thoughts
Head look like
It's goin'
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
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
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
silver rains
The scent of you remains, my love
And in the top floor flat
He comes, he strokes your cat
You left the window wide
A flat leaf wafts inside,
Accommodate the past
Just to keep with the profusion
As decay starts to waft of dangerous history
With thought and flame
We decompose as much as necessary
I'm
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