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Shoulders, knees heart hands hands hand wrist, hands, heart.

Let me tell. Avenge.
Then, his answer,
these trees we passed.
You named them and described them.
As he spoke thus, Laertes' knees
grew feeble and his very soul --
"Oh father Zeus,
at heart that all the men,
the swineherd,
that there they straightaway might prepare --"
Out and figure,
nobler to behold.

her soul,
recognized the gods
and the joys of the heart
feared love
And yet
she did not sin,
she began to weep,
to the waters;
the sea escaped
from her gazing eyes
she never found the Ocean
now have reached the end
the spirit
and myself.
let us be prepared
whenever God inspires your heart,
In time
I shall learn

- Cayla Helen

Wife, we had our fill

- Anonymous