Civilist Poems - Poems about Civilist

...When I opened my eyes, Mum’s love as my first sight Those everlasting enjoys, Wrapped in a loving mist laughing all with joys, Running to be a specialist Unaware of the future ploys, of those so......

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...They were cheaters but they were real, the old bitoks. You could have a measure, drink the devotees' own red winter cherry, and contemplate the saxifrages in the flora, or Father-longlegs, as the......

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