Wests Poems - Poems about Wests

...The west’s Fortune In the disappearing evening light the car outside looks like a ogre or a relic of a dead religion, dying headlight, a battery that will not start the car it must be pushed b......

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...I don't know, weather God speaks on English or not? But that is exceptionally important for us learning as quickly as possible this exellent tool for business, global managment, human rights and......

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...Tropical rain forest gracious beauty grand and small North of the equator from our scale it begins at our wests wall Rising vapor flows a river twords the sunlights ever turning call Mud pits splot, ......

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