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Jan 2017
The fleeting bird,
The ephemeral wind
Of originality.

Come to me.
Haunt me.
Open the gates of my imagination.
Unleash my inner powers of creation.
Ola Radka
Written by
Ola Radka  PoznaΕ„
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