Thunder and rain came again with havic or madness you can say but it's no mad hatter but when sun and clouds come they being again joy and happiness. It's crazy how a flower blooms such beauty for some a recked seed with unique color and shape with a smell of perfume and the giving nature to the animals but the seed no smell not as pretty a shape of a jewel that shines in the river that is full of dirt I'm not a diamond but I do sparkle and shine but I'm not as pretty as I think or how I want to thing you can say I am I will say the opposite but the one I love will say I am beautiful and that will be true sorry my readers that I have not write in a will I am just going through a lot right now. So..... Instill next time
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The secret life of me and some advice
PoetryRoses are red violets are blue the world is greener my writing is weirder but advice is really nice but when it comes from me all we really are a friends that we have never met
