Apr 1
One may see a limerick, out of the blue
No hint of sorrow, whom the joy outgrew
Sorry if this one is not so merry
I might have made it grimy:
words, my tears fall onto
No hint of sorrow, whom the joy outgrew
Sorry if this one is not so merry
I might have made it grimy:
words, my tears fall onto
(22/M/Türkiye)
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