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She stares at the bookshelf The top is cluttered she cannot bring herself to clean it For she is too small Instead cleans from the middle down It wasn't hard at all If only she were tall Then again, she prefers to be small
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Jul 1, 2021
Jul 1, 2021 at 6:05 PM UTC
Bookshelf
She stares at the bookshelf The top is cluttered she cannot bring herself to clean it For she is too small Instead cleans from the middle down It wasn't hard at all If only she were tall Then again, she prefers to be small
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Jul 1, 2021
Jul 1, 2021 at 6:05 PM UTC
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