Let the walkable feet stepped forward, and kept going
straightly, when you see it, that's the road overlooked
beautifully in heart, unstoppable love has a beat to it
nonfunctional way, upon the melody and harmony
inglorious word of wisdom, on that sweetened road, has
two layers, bunch of prayers among us, as many of fun
Shakespearean players can hold their notes high and low
in pitch-wise, I have an uncle who writes like him, his letters
of royalty has been really deep and kind words, he lives in
England, he wanted to be the prince of Shakespeare, he
written some heavy lines ever lived, he has a name was
called, Shakespeare Luv-it, he rules his own town, likely the
down syndrome town himself too
Written by
Michael James Brindley
2-25-19
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