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The Family Of Star Bucks Is The Sun Of Respect.

The night it rain thus the family of Star Bucks to warm once heart with respect but yet there respect for there a good cup of coffee to feel the rain is to feel the touch of respect the family of Star Bucks is the sun of respect.


For every star that one see is the angel of Star Bucks for who has a lot respect and yet with a Star Bucks coffee will fill a heart that wish to feel the touch of respect yet the family of Star Bucks is the sun of respect.


Thus every warm smile is the smile of respect that says welcome to Star Bucks it's respect that the family has for one who want a hot cup of good cup of coffee for the family of Star Bucks is the sun of respect.


When the sun raise for there respect in the air and yet for every rose that one see shall hear a whisper in the air to see a star for one seethe angel of respect but to the family of respect but to family of Star Bucks
 
Raymond Sawyer

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Taking The Wings Of A Dragon

Here I am staring at the sun, wondering what I've become. Was I on the run? Well now its over. Im taking the wings of a dragon and getting ready to fly. I want to embrace the sky. I want to live my life before I die. I don't want to hide behind contradictions or lies. So here I am staring at the sun, wondering what I've become. Was I on the run? Well now its over. I'm taking the wings of a dragon and getting ready fly. Empty the mind, open the soul and let it all flow through. Broken hearts can be glued. I know that at one time it seemed as if I was screwed. But I have paid those dues. And now its time to move. So here I am staring at the sun, wondering what I've become. Was I on the run? Well now its over. I'm taking the wings of a dragon and getting ready to fly. The awe inspired. The truly desired. Stop to admire. What if that was yours? Oh so much do I adore. I must explore so much more. Never deny a chance to change the score. A riddle within is where I must begin. I must see this to the end. So here I am staring at the sun, wondering what I've become. Was I on the run? Was I on the run? . Well now its over. Im taking the wings of a dragon and getting ready to fly. I'm getting ready to fly.
 
Ace Of Black Hearts

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My Home

If i do not stand on my feet when the sun set in, till darkness choke the sun,
A bell will surely bang to lead me to a land, where sorrow is deprived of the right to live with man
Home! Home! Home! Home! Home! My soul shout. Home!
welcome home, home! a precious land, i set to go, my will i can not control
My home will i never abadone. Sun set not again and darkness breathe not again, I have set to say good bye good bye to setting sun.
 
Richard Israel

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Rail Blaze

With the setting sun, train rails are illumined with blaze of fire; blinding you when you're looking down the tracks, toward the sun. They do look like hot ribbons of steel, that connect this place to all points west and beyond. With the setting sun the tracks become alive with dance; shimmering with light and song. This continues till dusk.
Sunset light reflects upon our sky with red, orange, and purple; till the sun parts company with us, and allows the night sky to show its wonders to us. Night cools, allowing rest, and sleep.

T. Plotz
9-23-2014
 
Thomas Plotz

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