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Mar 25
nurseries green and pennies brown
hello brother,
irish hearing of translations

in american creole we leave, ears are not left nor right
they perk and grass talls to a tickling memory for running up to the hairs of trigger
trigger is limber and frequiently as december
bestow herselfish visits when attendants of time
dare not his fender
his fender glides in names as thumper
neither care to scamper yet both shall parent springs
irish spell book for her wandering in my time
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kevin  44/M/california
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