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 Apr 2020 Henk De Wet
Colm
Every time the fondness knocks
I hear an echo
Open up the door to snow
And find no summer joy
For guess is me
I swear, I'm far to kind for my own good. FML.
 Apr 2020 Henk De Wet
Max Neumann
your voice paints a gentle need
so please call me a million times...












i'll write your name in thousand rhymes
 Apr 2020 Henk De Wet
Mitch Prax
I am too
many tragedies
disguised as a man with
too many wounds
disguised as
memories.

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