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Aug 2018
is it Thursday already
sheep all move
he is cocky
that catched ratΒ΄s tale..

it is balm that sooth
firth of forth
in my crib
i laughed..

lime in the coconut
ad lib..
i broke down
on this day..

and turned to
sound
it was somewhere
to belong o..

and two legs
sure sanctuary
a beauty of vistas
your eyes..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
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       lX0st and JN Cole
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