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~ *A mouth to feed A lawn to mow I don't feel young anymore If children were wishes If their smiles, the family glue Aureate light would reflect From the ceiling of my heart If children were wishes What would become of you and me?* ~
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Aug 1, 2024
Aug 1, 2024 at 4:38 PM UTC
If Children
~ *A mouth to feed A lawn to mow I don't feel young anymore If children were wishes If their smiles, the family glue Aureate light would reflect From the ceiling of my heart If children were wishes What would become of you and me?* ~
Carlo-C-Gomez
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56/M/The Exclusion Zone
Aug 1, 2024
Aug 1, 2024 at 4:38 PM UTC
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