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Powers of Poetry, time
Not to dilute the senses
For understanding to be ahead of us
And the purity of mind
It brought time to our existence
Because how healthy information
Without Truth it is a lie
What you call healthy hurts badly
Pain to the roots will bite suffering
Demagogy is a combination
Illusion of peoples suffering
False a thousand times repeated
It is the truth of a false refuge
Which you watch as an illusion
As a morning mist
What was blurred
In the clouds of the sun
Which you have not seen
Although it hurts a lot
A man suffers
In the name of goodness
Someones interests
Adversity thorn vices
An occult man fell asleep
dead set
He hypnotized
In your tangle
In which he took his place
And he believed
To his perdition
Death
Wines of sparkling anger
What a Creator announced it.
In the Apocalypse.
How from a different level you can see differently
Understand understanding
Meditate and arrange real
Associations of observations.
Weep man in the valley
Its murky water
What washed away the remnants of the concepts
Slobbering in language
They support the enemy
Or maybe he will give the treasurer
Unfortunately, betrayal of future generations
What will come to them to live a lie.
The power of Truth
Raise the stone
What is bonded in a boulder
Power of Nations
Like a word with the spirit of a flame
Draws conscience
Our souls
Not this path of perdition
Not this goal
Not these thoughts
What our enemy chose to eat us
With his mission of intrigue
What kind of snares he bet
fortified
Your violence
This is death
When we go back
Repulsive wickedness
Such a culture
And he knows that as a gat
What shackles have the abyss of the oceans
Where he has no right
The words of man
And darkness
Emptiness and death
As a man of his culture
As a human nature, we should go
The powers of its Creator
As it is him
Our Father
He gave us life
This is what law you want to take away from us
In the name of inhumane practices
Serve
gender
In the name of our rebellion
This is violence
Imposed on inhumane practices
Is this how this freedom is to be.
Did you get the trigger?
Our Creator
What accuse us
Who gave you the duty to eat the pure seed
Instead of chaff
You just deserved it
And to death
Eternal condemnation
ocean shark.
And you, man, are fighting in the drum of sobering
Common sense
He is a law
Community
Valleys and highlands
Up inspiration
What man forgot
About your duty
Addiction
Charitable speech
From the soul of conscience
propagates
Radius
New - New life
What is the duty of talents
Man
He received from God
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At the word split
Democracy was created
Not the way where everyone is right
And the truth is what the cornerstone is on
He threw away time
ignorance
Poland is not there
Not this style
speech
And hers
Dress of renewal
But Truth is our gift
Which a real man will meet
And her defense is dignity
New Poland
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If you are on guard of conscience
And then the way and the world is changing
What you will do with this hand will be made of this happiness
What do you think is preparing for you
It's not you and your God
The real world builds with you.
And if there is a darkness of doubt
Then pray and sigh
It's your test
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And you, man, are fighting in the drum of sobering
Common sense
He is a law
Community
Valleys and highlands
Up inspiration
What man forgot
About your duty
Addiction
Charitable speech
From the soul of conscience
propagates
Radius
New - New life
What is the duty of talents
Man
He received from God
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Polish
What freedom in your shackles beats the day
Do not talk and do not let them convince you
That there is no Poland
He is not a man but an executioner
What the chains are
Dictating the oracle of a verbal word
Judging and striping of the garments of the spirit and body
Poland
It carries anger and disgust
Our God
Which is all powerful
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poetry
Polish longing
You speak in a word
You are calling with the voice of the spirit
Let the conscience open
May our spirit deny freedom
As you create it in yourself
Harmony of beauty what
Truths her pupils of the spirit
A song is singing to you
Quiet nicer than that
The triumph of harmony that it can create
Man
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Where your homeland
Your energy of life there
Where yours
House
There and spirit and conscience
Life is pulsing
Your pulse
The heart beats time
What about the supply of living water
In your interior
He marks the time
life
What allows you
Forget
about worries
Calm of silence
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Polish mine
Raise the power of your speech
This is what the truth
Her streets
In your soul, conscience
Contents
That's all for the country for her
have a heart
May you be full of your beauty
Poland is free
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Like an octave on an instrument
Which is difficult for us
Get out of yourself
And it is our lives that depend on them
knowing how
Create her harmony of beauty
Our spirit
This is what our Creator has given us
Let our Talents
They replicated to ours
happiness
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Polish
Like your land
What is dew in the morning
You strengthen your strength
Straining his spirit
And here nothing is yours
The church has been massaged
The spirit is mortified
Fain body
Is it so us?
Go Truth pages
Write a clear conscience
In your blood hemorrhage
After the vacuum
And the enemy of us is mocking us alive
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