But a camera's lens like magic, What he once shot at one snap, Soon became mystery at its max; Though…
Flight of the Lark
Paid visit a field yea large so gold, In whose sun taught green be bold, And so terse the holding…
Craft me a sea
Then sat down the moon yonder, I'm looking away whilst he writes, He's looking at me whilst I sing, I'm…
Noble Man – I
Nor a subject of Fate, I am decided, So great my ways the path I travel here, Give leave my…
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