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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The first zenith, heartbeat The very first school day, the very first slang The very first vacation, a journey from the train station The very first playground, by the lake with the very first ball The quotient cent with the reticent, the same wretched kill First raga-based unsung Pick Thall and the jumpstart (Sound). A tale of the twin cities and the chosen fall (Strike) The first fallen, a BDR in Marlboro, the very first one (young) The first full meal with a famous, the first meat (too full) The city had my funny bone, thought in tune with a ringtone. I aspire to flee, tracks down me, anyhow my haunting reverie! The first love. loved us in a claim of baggage. we missed many classes, gone out in recess, homebound, rewind. The first dissolved love, Alka Seltzer and a passerby sky, heartache The city had my funny bone, thought in tune with a ringtone. I aspire to flee, tracks down me, anyhow my haunting reverie! The first red badge, the rally, the uproar of a procession The first slogan of a gathering festoon, "The harvesting season!" The first martyr, corpse of the baby, floating along the river stream. The dream of a changemaker, at the end a martyrdom! The first baby, dead and death, the lap of a beggar souvenir The human and the human hauler, the indigo based Cruso. The deadly scene of a marketing pin, a dream changer may is near A known coin and the coaxer will change a Jesus in grace. The city had my funny bone, thought in tune with a ringtone. I aspire to flee, tracks down me, anyhow my haunting reverie! A midlife crisis with a true bliss (A true bliss). My viola and my violet, blues in tune (In mine) Shame, wrath and rage and the dividend The remainder fall will be Pick Thall in this city, in a May!
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