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Knock knock.
Who's there?
You know.
You know who?
Exactly,
AVADA KEDAVRA


And this, my people, is how James Potter died
A "poem" every day.
Ira Dawson May 2014
131
Love is just a red
satin sheet, blinding our view
of what’s underneath.
Haiku!

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