Muted Poem

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Advertising and yelling, 

What do I hear?

A little Flar asking for followers and care.

From all her plead that they hear.

They get a little feisty by a hair.

They report her sadly my little dear.

Maybe you can shine again.

When they want to hear.


- dedicated to Flarofflar when she got muted for advertising.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 09, 2016 ⏰

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