Your hands were p O e t r y
As you set by her
She wondered how the air got he a v
il
yYour mind is F O r e s t y
That's how you take steps shrewdlyYour heart is W i d l y
And I thought of making you a poetryI wanted to write ...
I had no t e m e r i t y .{M}.

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Wendy House
Poetry" Once apon a time, the bygone was draw breathing in front of our eyes but soon we perceived that they passed through our eyelashes , like a wind rushed through ". -------------------------------------------- Another poetry ... Hope you all enjoy r...