orgami's Diaryland Diary

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below the grave
the up of new
we scoured the waves
and found the brave
the surly coat of heavens
cold the fires of hell we
swore we bore
...

wherewithall..now outstanding
in the hall..the cab is running
smooth with a hitch
your knock at the frame
your spilling your pitch

and the steeland the purpose
the chain and the gloves
strode your struggle
buttoned up your love

lucky thirteen struck from
above
the brilliant bonanza
a song for Tanza

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2:14 a.m. - 2014-08-13

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