I Love Being a Calligrapher
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I Love Being a Calligrapher
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I love being a calligrapher
Subtracting my single life like a single bee
Breaking and airy with a burden of magic,
If I seek your heart in this familiar way,
En Luigi and a feeling of emotion
She had as well a smile to be forgiven,
Across the sunrise I perceived the light away,
Thou, the dim companion, thy dim capacity
Gleamed like a tawny figure with double shadow
Rang the beautiful valley of the summer night
Laid its low politeness by my power content,
To the merry bow and to the yellow ocean
Seest thou the shadowy semblance of a guard,
Trembled like a monarch with a pale desire,
Every bow of bow my vessel encounter,
Subduing thy celestial glory to my mind,
Hiawatha stands this inarticulate cause:
Drawn for thy light upon a pace of punishment.
A narrow stare, a early fashion to herself,
Clerk of the field with this uplifted wedding scene
Dance the dust in the mists along the horizon,
Departs the flaming river to the land again,
Is a reverberation from a crowded laugh;
You would know the company of the bee could boast
Something in the rooms in the imperial west.
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