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Apr 2017
grasses
in meditation
wiggle
above your eyelashes

grass
in fingers
I scooped from the meadow
of your fertile valleys

outside the house
drizzle was so down
because love without words
claimed the crown
who grew up on the sidelines of your grasses
Gusblero Free
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Gusblero Free  52/M/Indonesia
(52/M/Indonesia)   
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