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Trinmikallia

It's the same truth in the dark, willows, wallows and parks... Determining for our destiny those wild cracks in the fading parts... Yes we know time but also this warnings hold upon an anxious orange desire. Fightfully it is neigh an arrogance or Shepard, fruitiously though, when avoiding any other companionship- its evolution itself. Rotation of Eskimos in the north, Banshee riders east and a hundred years... And you, simple, but still a single- and that face never grows or awaits the metered escape...

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Date: 8/26/2019 7:54:00 PM
Wonderful poem! Hope you are well.
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Jimmi Canada
Date: 9/25/2019 9:08:00 PM
Thank you again Nancy, you are kind. I enjoy your work too.

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