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LITTLE POEMS I HAVE MADE UP (I WAS LIKE 8 WHEN THESE WERE WRITTEN)
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Completa, pubblicata il giu 17, 2014
LOL..SO I WAS GOING THRU LIKE A BOOK LITTLE JOURNAL THING I HAD WHEN WAS LIKE 8 AND I'M LOOKING THRU THESE LITTLE POEMS AND THEY ARE SO ADORABLE..THIS ISN'T A REAL STORY GOD NO!! BUT THIS IS FOR A LAUGH..IT MAYBE BE CORNY BUT IT'S CUTE .. HOPE U GUYS LIKE IT
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