I never took myself for a writer. I still don't. But since I was 12, I discovered here. I just wrote. Silly me wrote. It felt good. I was shouting while my mouth was shut. I was crying while my eyes were dry. Till this day, I still write. I love, I write. I hate, I write. I laugh, I write. Things I write are from deep within.
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Thighs and oceans that are blue
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Yo! Ro, you three-headed dragon who's eyes are blue.
This poem is written for you.
To celebrate you being no...