Banished

Inadvertently my heart when captured, were with refounded rapturous airtight alibi, and if the kindly brought forth my thought, the with i in stream, my lover they could covet you having our dreams. Never have you to say no, with every re-sent word, those shared to emotion with courage, the heart shall rebuild a defiant net to your misfortune, to the words with poetry, inscription liberty comes to mind. Place them words to my accompaniment, both soundly bereft to the banished despair. Heal and sorrow i with your repeal, sound out my indebted soul, playing to you a streaming audiences, authority to claim, over the sordid in heart. The earthly replay the grieving, or to rejoice in our future self, them of inaction founding the blood to cradle liberty.

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