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Feb 2021
One at a time we lay on the grass.
Two lovers were sitting on a boat.
Three times the waves would hit.
Four we're looking.
Five of us sat there looking out of way.
Six, seven, eight they all became bait.
I made this one during english class! hope you enjoy
Ghostverses
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Ghostverses  19/F
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   Eshwara Prasad
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