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In every generation
There is a strong adoration
For the excessiveness
Of general worthlessness
In both values and in pride
Whereas an end must hit a ride.
Vanity is indeed hidden
In time, and all the downtrodden
Leech on its predated
Fact that time is infinite,
Each generation have them
Hence, vanity may never end.
Yes! she is beautifulAnd oh yes! It is trueBut mallow is evilSaying, mirror mirror!Her eyes are wild openYet she just wrecks the coneA proud witch…
You are a Swan, sweetest of wineBeauty of a peacock, an immortal luckThe carnation in ample of an appleAnd a sparrow of the Cupid’s arrow.…
The gate was dilatingTen fingers were waitingTo unwrap the presentThe Lord God hath sent...Twenty twenty two,The date was twentiethThat night, Angels sangThe sweetest of melodies.Tangential…
At times I wish I could bragAbout a white greenish flag;Symbolizing endowmentMeant to be inherited… Soil, air and underground Blessed with the best ever foundTrenches…
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Thank you Brandy
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