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Man is not grass nor tree Who among can be heartless The **** with a heart of gold The monster with a soft touch The beast with his beauty Sentiment is like a **** It can never be rooted out Staved off maybe Eliminated for a time But in the edge of the garden It grows once again
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Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 9:54 PM UTC
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Man is not grass nor tree Who among can be heartless The **** with a heart of gold The monster with a soft touch The beast with his beauty Sentiment is like a **** It can never be rooted out Staved off maybe Eliminated for a time But in the edge of the garden It grows once again
Lilitha
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Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 9:54 PM UTC
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