Windy Hill
It is for a moment we listen to them,
The tilt of the fade, the head of the guilt,
Be Careful how U chalk across the street,
Rarities find jealousy the cream of complete,
Melting in the desired meet tale end,
Jehoshaphat hear us in the twin,
Rocket battles come in and out,
Whatsoever we ask our prey for doubt,
Dismayed by reason of inhabiting fear,
Hand pick by the ones so diligently near,
Verses the bar tested to bleed,
Lets put que in context speed,
The parts are written as Jehovah, Lord,
How divine can U image forsaking more,
The Cadillac comprehension of my savage peaks,
Journey tramps of clustered beaks,
Some of the things that they take into view,
If we had a nam we would have left out and saved you.

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Wow, this is an excellent write.
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Very nice write!
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my poet, hand picked are our blessings. i love the energy that you pull and place into your words
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I like this poem.
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