Everyone

The hut at world's end

It is supposed to be home

But its doors are closed

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your memory

intoxicates me

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Blessing dropping down

from the gloomy darken cloud~

The spring comes alive

O tender maiden thou shall fall in love.

In thee each eye can see beam blissful youth.

Thy voice looks larger cute than coo of dove.

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I was not born with name

My hand writes poem without theme

A novel without a tittle

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No accounting for taste.

What you dislike

and called a waste

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The whole wideworld is very wide,

to contain my can and your container.

So why fighting with frown face?

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You shoot me those looks

I can't seem to break free from

I am chained and locked

To your dark round bullets

Word RAM you verse on the worses turf

You excelled cause your CURSED X ed out your birth ,maxed out your worth now your empty and hurt no explanation for you on this cold earth

And now your existenc

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There once was a fulani man,

whose cow was in society ban'.

He bought for't a book

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