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Poetry and Musings of the Mad: Luna
Poetry and Musings of the Mad: Luna : Please throw me a rope So I can climb to your heights. You can help me to cope. You can help set th...
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Tickle, tickle, child You’ll be all grown-up one day. The world will be your oyster; You’ll have many games to play. But what you will inhe...
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I know that once I write these words, their lives At once, will both begin and start to end. And no one will be digging through archives. Th...
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