Scanty Series
Little simple lies lie in the heart of simple beings.
Like moon, like stars with certainty of tides.
Lovers drowned as a result of tremulous pleasure.
Enemies appear only in the site of treasure.
They do not even take a measure.
Neither to reduce the pressure.
After been in that gesture.
Not noticing the texture.
This is camouflaged by nature.
Why this mixture?
Don't you have a teacher?
Such a great thinker.
This happened like a seizure.
This a serious blander.
His cheeks become tender.
After given the title, a defender.
What's next in this fixture?
It's going to be a great future.
So, have a great leisure.
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