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"feathears" poems
The oceans of snowdrifts have laid at his porch for a sleep. He gives them a blanket made from his kidness's feathears. He believes inside them must be hidden somebody's heart. 18.02.2015
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 3:18 PM UTC
catherin
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The oceans of snowdrifts have laid at his porch for a sleep. He gives them a blanket made from his kidness's feathears. He believes inside them must be hidden somebody's heart. 18.02.2015
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