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 The beautiful is not chosen 
The chosen becomes beautiful 
The beautiful is not chosen 
The chosen becomes beautiful 
 
Please do not forsake me now 
Sparkling gone with darkling days 
I drift at times I know it's true 
But I always drift on back to you 
 
The beautiful is not chosen 
The chosen becomes beautiful 
 
I have never tired of 
Manna falling from above 
When conscious thought 
Meets careless heart 
And two lost souls find one fresh start 
 
Lie with me upon the earth 
Feel it's curve beneath our spines 
Soon we'll follow it around 
One lost soul finally found 
 
The beautiful is not chosen 
The chosen becomes beautiful 
 
These are known as darkling days 
Rhyming schemes gone askew 
Crackling gifts of light and air 
Exploding words ours to share 
 
Ours to share the beautiful is not chosen 
Ours to share the chosen becomes beautiful 
Ours to share the beautiful is not chosen 
Ours to share the chosen becomes beautiful 
Ours to share the beautiful is not chosen 
Ours to share the chosen becomes beautiful 
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HATA BİLDİR
 
 
		
        
        
        
         
         
         
         
        
        
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