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Nov 2021
In this sanctuary I am the saint
a bigbellied buddha
Everyone tries hard
to make me live with a smile
To receive is everything
to receive is to grow

There is so much I can get
so what shall I take from the game?
Do you have from the cakes: the cream
puff, and from the animals: the unicorn
and the dragon?
Then I won!

The dragon brings me everywhere
by the shortest, the fastest
or the golden mean way
I am in her neck with a smile
wrapping the world around my finger
What is changing changes
Collection "WoofWoof"
Zywa
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Zywa
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