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An Italian girl and I Discussed muse She allowed my heart as idiom With cleave To be without And fall, following in loves The beauty of my new world And your book I would have to shove The shimmer of reasons Before your inklings Consternation as volume These are hearings from different worlds An ice age shall embrace ye
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Aug 16, 2025
Aug 16, 2025 at 3:50 PM UTC
First Irish poetry slam
An Italian girl and I Discussed muse She allowed my heart as idiom With cleave To be without And fall, following in loves The beauty of my new world And your book I would have to shove The shimmer of reasons Before your inklings Consternation as volume These are hearings from different worlds An ice age shall embrace ye
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Aug 16, 2025
Aug 16, 2025 at 3:50 PM UTC
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