Getting matured
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Last published Tue, Apr 11, 2023
You may ask "Are you even matured like you are 16 dude" thus , to answer your question i have added the cover photo. If you ask me "Why should i read your poem" I would say that i never forced you and if I were you, i would find the journey of maturity to be quite interesting and thrilling.... well i am not here to share my journey which some will regard boring even when they know nothing. So, i hope you guys will like some mature poems not erotic ones , i never lie so i will not write that till i experience erotic stuff myself but these poems i think are good like they provide some peace to the mind so i hope you read them. "PEOPLE SAY SIZE MATTERS , THUS NONE IS GOING TO READ SUCH A LONG PARAGRAPH HAHA HUMANITY IS LEGIT TOO CLICHE."
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