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Archimae Baes Poem
When the fair is free,
have you can always flee,
like counting the one, two, three
when hugging the special tree
Getting to know the he,
As I am always with the she,
when concluded inseparable,
Like into Jesus' parable
With them is as crazy as flying,
Because i'm not trying,
It's the me, a human being,
Getting the best of what I am seeing.
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Archimae Baes Poem
"good nights" for me are restless,
for i am fully awake at nights.
mornings makes my day useless
for my clock says it dawn or darkness.
venturing darkness for amusements,
suck blood that flows in veins is less,
conceive relationship with forceless,
my complete day is what it makes.
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Archimae Baes Poem
To say a word is meaningful.
but if it meant painful?
better not, because it is pitiful
does it sound useful?
if ain't say a word is sinful,
said it not or better it be to wonderful
hold it not on my belly recently,
can no longer i, could; with it so badly
"i could see not it barely!",
Is what often mine to say,
not with I, sure is playful,
but for you not to be so full.
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