Note yourself dear, you and this long train of journey is thrilling,
Season is for hours, it kicks: to winter, fall, spring and summer,
So, never forget to bring that cloth, any kinds of it—wear it, wear!
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Poetrythese are my random poems about everything that were made of impossible diamonds and soft gems resembled as a realness of my poetic cloned emotions. whenever i'm busy handling my deep dive under the sea filled with stars and stripped of happiness a...
