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Flew

Falling in love is like flying in an airplane and spotting the clouds The white clouds, wavy and splendid is an enchantress You admire her form and her curls And…

Winter

These green leaves above me rustle, Do they know the joy they bring? Long before, there were the winter cold evenings, the barren tree, the lonely walks, and the ghoulish…

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