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Poet


SHE
why you hide at strang plant
you how i love
and i don’t have any
you forget my tears
don’t make ma land
poor from your eyes
i tolk with your poems
until you come to me
i becom poet
you enjoy
the orange tree seqez my love
i whisper your name
and my soul fly
my heart sail with your letter

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