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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1636545
Read this poem carefully. There's a hidden meaning within when you read it out loud.
Knot a purse on our tier under stands me,
Bee cores I have all weighs bean the sway.
Beak awes it’s not allot descent stew me,
Gnome adder what though spear pull say.

Icon tall weighs say, what need stew beat old.
Eye contour way seer wot is said.
So with our ten knee body to hear me,
Their are sum time sigh wish shy was dead.

But in a whirl dove such con few sing ways,
It twist sand it old dements,
And all though eye ham dis leg sick,
I’m aching theme most cents.
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