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One by one
Memories by past
Starts to unfold,
One by tone
Struggles for last
Losing to mold,
Piercing through bone
Bleeding behind cast
Death to hold!
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Jr.
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Poetry of Dreams
Calendar
A calendar, A too that reminds us we move forward. As the months goes on, Every day we create memories. Memories to cherish, Give a great ...
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