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My Petit Prince is dead Long live my Petit Prince. There will be no funeral procession No flowers no crown No guest list no readings No musical selections no choir When my new Petit Prince takes over As his perfect twin's Nemesis Always fit and ready cavalier Born to rise from his ashes A brave yet inconstant heir Who kept his secret horses to himself. His forever surviving princess is a mix of joyful mermaid And melancolic grasshopper Who likes to dive and swim Into words and phrases And elaborate new grammar constructions
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Sep 29, 2019
Sep 29, 2019 at 8:35 AM UTC
My Petit Prince is dead
My Petit Prince is dead Long live my Petit Prince. There will be no funeral procession No flowers no crown No guest list no readings No musical selections no choir When my new Petit Prince takes over As his perfect twin's Nemesis Always fit and ready cavalier Born to rise from his ashes A brave yet inconstant heir Who kept his secret horses to himself. His forever surviving princess is a mix of joyful mermaid And melancolic grasshopper Who likes to dive and swim Into words and phrases And elaborate new grammar constructions
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Sep 29, 2019
Sep 29, 2019 at 8:35 AM UTC
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