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 Nov 2020 pôr do sol
j a connor
Night fell
The moon picked it up
Dusted it off
And hung it beside the stars
 Nov 2020 pôr do sol
max
I only ask "what if"
I smile, crying inside
I'm calm, screaming with eyes
The river doesn't care, it just flows
I wish I could change into one.
 Nov 2020 pôr do sol
Marie
Manchmal

verteidigt das Papier seine Jungfräulichkeit

und will ein unbeschriebenes Blatt bleiben
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