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Abimael
Poems
Jun 2020
The Roar
As a Prime King of my World.
After suffering from, deceptions out of honestly.
I declared this aged; "the dead of a child"
when my treaties, become roses.
and my tone, with caliber of Lions.
Your soul will melt like waves on love.
and for I will be call "The Winged"
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