poetry anthology
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So I will end
welve lines written esn’t matter it… in silence
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n your heart in my arm is sunny now are on the farm
o yourself ghts yonder know what yonder means shall ponder
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Nature
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s best in town t have a frown
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uch a pest his in time how
THE M
MAN
Justin Bieber f
Catch him smilin
Selena G. is j
Her albums sold
Cause Bieber loves
We’re on his mind w
Our hearts belong
Haters drink our
flips his hair
ng it’s not rare
just his spare
at county fair
s his fans so much
when he eats lunch
g to him a bunch
r poisoned punch