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Stout art thou
Mere compassion of resemlance
Pretty be she
Frightsome be hence
Loathsome for the
Reach up high
Every three
Viewing the fence
Closeth be our mark
Shadow of our lurk
Breath of our turk
Lost for ever more
Looking back with no remore
Having the dream be me
Roaring the to the
Kaktus where art thou?
To be you
Pleasant to the shaw
Dreamt lached on be mornings
Fastened seat be night
Look back dear kaktus
Look back forever more
Wherever thou art kaktus
Forget thine past
Forget thine shelt
Forget thine mother
Forget thine brother
Forget thine mercy unt thine soul
For we are all the one's
We look back with no remore
Heavens devine glory be upon the
Look back with all thine soul
Have it not forgotten
Shalt not thou forget
If you were to ever be whole
Kaktus,
Be thine soule
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Posted by harriboy on 2008-06-30 20:54:50 | Rating: | Views: 55
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Finding it hard? To be thine soule?
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Posted by harriboy
on 2008-06-30 20:56:00
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