I-Kilo Per Dazx
I can...
Re-free them-
as power for kites in the haze,
I Sherly agree,
where does the THE arrize!!
I plot for the!
Like a shanty house-
Never around,
has its own downs,
hill-top surrounds-
even paradoxical their flights up the signs...
When time doesn't occur,
they have left the neither neither with firsts,
and people as they camp-
they allow those who burst.
Copyright © Jimmi Canada | Year Posted 2022
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