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Your gonna suffer
This to will help Round your rough edges Cut from your coal The perfect diamond Setting doesn't matter If you are here Background irrelevant With your prescense tying knots in my soul All you are carries me away Over sands not meant for me Sails to my door Drops anchor and Drinks Hands on the bar slightly turned in the swallowing of time |
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Nice write!
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![]() as we all can ever see...Good poem Mr Will. ![]() ![]() |
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