By S.D. Sycther
A shadow
That day saw my eyes, the terrific lies;
And what I saw was a star in skies.
Is that what he goes after he dies.
That day day that saw some stars in skies.
Go go where you follows the mind;
And like you ignore as well ignores the blind.
Know then my girl, child false claims mine;
Needs he no excuse just a drop of wine.
Like his father, like his mother, mutten cries in shame;
She also dreamt of the endless fame, endless fame.
She also dreamt of endless fame, endless fame.
Like mother, this child and endless play the childless game.
And endless play the childless game.
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