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My Counsel

A currency of thought For the difficult divide In an embassy of hearts No parking New Navy And five times the morsels of dew I sat with amber extensions For the life to be as whole- as good as the barren star In Victory Mew A province within this play It was Earth and how it happened There was solace by that road And simply so A pair of roses for Allah To Victory against this take In redemption to fighting men To propose so- We were four o’clock Let’s verify the place and number Tonight is our Toronto first And we spoke up for this About As early dawn, I spoke up for the need in Iceland To commit our fears to the high unread And a thought for those is right suppose And the country club And all its people There was clumsiness but of civilization For huts and morgues of all this propaganda I counted on out and then let it be The hating was on suppose We were done with Donald Trump And I, a muse to the wall Studied scripts and rightful forms of torture As a young man who seeks to wonder There was escape from Balmoral Castle For the unihog of greater past- Harm no other and let it be They are bombing Iran And I am just as much as you For Christ in this effort war We affect the larks and vision And wonder we to the Son of God Who hasn’t drained the lakes or stolen power To this symphony I would propose A better landing and foreign song I am not at peace to this exchange And pain was not a chance to win Speaking to the lifeblood There are roses too in Tehran this year We got rid of time, and through the doors of low To open end and staying near Our Father in Heaven- Our options never seem so bleak and round In your Son we seek this new redemption Drifting long And feeling now And baseless thrust A pounding lot for metal rain To this rock we see an ancient Bring our angels- to Heaven now

Is there such news That we are winning a rightful war And time is waiting where our verses not To the slumber Of aching nine

To efforts be- the slightly winder Places accident And frame of mind We will sit for chance and break our Bread Much to furrow In peace and fury.