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"wine" of a divine

Wild children live on a simple building As coffee brews & a soul turn to you. Yet life is empty & all falls upon thee, Will you grow & become my loving tree? For I'd always wish you to be there & shade me.

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Written by

e-e-brown

Irish

Published: Dec 4, 2011
LinesWords: 644

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