"Like the generations of leaves, the lives of mortal men. Now the wind scatters the old leaves across the earth, now the living timber bursts with the new buds and spring comes round again. And so with men: as one generation comes to life, another dies away."
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Hi wattpad! I love to lick poop and i love you. Haha
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poopy poetry
A collection of poopy poems Always updated, if I feel like it
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