Howbeit (The Kingdom)
12-12-18
Dog earring the entire side of a page for the empire pride of our rage
Howbeit the kingdom is yours buried in the city of David
Said to be forever with thee
Shimei son of Gera for we do not say the day after Absalom Avva apparently
In Syria one with the fools of love by way of ones god
Nibhaz as driven by a ferocious rage no shortage of suspects in its virtual lineup
Puffed up but what as one cracks the walnut
He told me to cut my beard but it was of love not so weird.....
Azazes
12-12-18
In the underworld of departed creation of the sound that leads us
Hone for Doctor Joel Ashman in a wasteland of replenishing for a second father to Jael
In Kolkera where the science is fascinating as our new master of the mercurial
Melody of melodrama by way of the codex in our Vancouver sun
Go home and pass at least one hour in the awl pierced through ears of equilibrium
Emanating our enamel as to encapsulate and summarize
In that he is strong for our descendants.....
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