Of all great feasts unrealmed,
behold more than those beheld,
of all the works broken free
work the worlds to your dreams.
Oh! Fuse paradise within the bounties,
where all good are made entities
play the part in pleasure’s stage,
as dimes divine blow sweet rage.
Sweeten the soul, uncage kind, it-
Seeks supreme of all fine fit
Enjoy deep, essenced mighty all
get higher and high to have a fatal fall.
Fall into pleasured, broken creeks
and heed to every sweet shriek.
But hear ye, one one-hearted
falling into all sins unearthed.
Sleep still not, awaken to the sun,
for sleep has pleasured all in turn.
The sun has to lighten a bleaker day
to burn the waters I need to pay.
Wake up from the intoxic sleep,
from all fine left to sweep,
do not pay more to be mundane
these little joys makes one insane.
Oh pained! I see the ended roads
untaking hearts devoid of mighty loads.
All pleasures walk down, and down
and leave all the souls to drown.
Be soon tired of joy,
outcast the, joyous wicked play.
Laughing at the sunken who just fell.
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