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The Manse In The Moors

Tall iron gates
That mutter of authority
Beyond which lie fields
Barren and bleak

Fence of stone topped with
Crenellations of Ravens
Keeping watch with keen eyes

Growing Old

What does it mean to grow old?
I’m one soul who seeks an answer
A question for eternity to fold
Would others find cure for cancer?

Till that day comes, mirrors do not lie Why entertainment Why entertainment beauties so sorrow to marry, according to our ordinary people to understand their own conditions, or their social status, should want to marry, but now t

Kind of Hard

It's kind of hard to know for sure but,
I think I might be broken.
It's kind of hard to reach the floor,
Like treading water in the ocean.
It's kind of hard to understand,