DisclosureI can't imagine a sky more blue, Made to tremble in fleeting twilight By the friscalating rays Of a new day's dawn.Disclosure
I see my dove, beckoning, Wings brandished with all the brazen Hermes can muster - I yearn, But I will not comply Without trying to resist you.
Forever in search of sunrise, Our hearts are at an endless discourse. But what may come of it?
Though, by the borrowed grace Of my pregenerial dove, The cold may no longer make solid The marrow of my bones, The fragility of a mortal coil Is yet matched only by that &
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Life is incomplete without coffee.
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