Strange, oh strange,
they ought to be....
and yet they are my
Family
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PoetryA collection of poems, and random thoughts of mine. Won't be updated regularly, will contain mature subject matter. Give it a look if you like. ☆☆☆☆☆☆ I see you there, Smiling, Weaving beautiful tapestries with your words. They hang on to every word...
Family
Strange, oh strange,
they ought to be....
and yet they are my
Family
