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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required We were enjoying lives when kids were kids, the fruits were tasted the Bitter arrows weren't there to deter the fruit of lives were reliable. Weren't dare to talk on top our voices to vague fear. My father used to love me to the loud of my understanding below my Chocolate body with wide nose then running ideas clipped my hope having Lineage with the same thoughts that send me over night without having to Buried the opinion in faded bones with no hope, heaven is for humanity not Animism. The world was sweet to the tastes of dates then ideas coined in that Concise the envelope of life boil under the feet of innocent souls paying Neither Price they never asked for nor they deserved it. We were happy when life worthy of living each morning calls on us jolt Broken ideas by stitching them to future generation rhythm of life was Wallowed smoothly withdrew the bad concept on the corner of the road. We were happened to sit together with decisions in our heads where we exchange arrows of ideas we feed our themes with solids respect life pause a moment figure out the doubt and the daunt that whistle the call where Green I preferred to color my neighbors. Weren't divided with knife sound when umbrella of acceptance met humanity overnight the scent of the sky where my imagination travels incepted the Alternative near the valiant book of cook mocked in the garden with flowers Smile on the face of a boy to the sound of rain. It was agile to aplomb poles of shared concern shocked us to oceans of Unanswered calls. We were happy when the wild life were interactive the lion gate inscribed love not bombs. The purple of thoughts
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