Author: Heath A May
days stand still around the clock ov thus time of last like of stone of walls of worlds of life thus time of fall of upon the doughts of the point of thus memory of gone with of ft of sailing are ye heart when of thus tears fall across thus we when of howling upon thus world of the new of tune of begin upon thus clouds ,of the world for what we become upon the memory said how can ye be heirs life when of i'm standing with my self of upon thus world of dreams of with ye of are you of thus days when of tears , sail upon thus land of built from of thus of feel of thus life of brave of world to of hate upon thus day the life of we of sail to of the new of world of away from of thus lie of the world of adoure ye sail of when ye heirs ,the life of thus lie before ye of loose thus yrs of to of be soar, upon thus own sail of bringeth thus day of the we of gone soar before ye of bring thus kettle of spills of thus way of just thus man heir of sleeping away the fights of the wake of life of singing upon thus words of built by the many adoure ye sound of thus air heirs
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