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Claudiette

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She loft her heart to scavengers of the earth
My pillars crumble,her ego stumble.
Down the valley dwells 
The end
My begining roared than the pride embedded in simba.
Foot prints of silent moments,when eyes turns starring pictures
Captured in happy reflexes.
So many colours painted 
My heart but this one floatable colour stayed around~AyoAll Rights Reserved

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