Open Poetry #35 |
Miond's world |
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since 2003-12-21
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She was shriven when first I saw her in her own mind she fought and scrapped and decided in my world Miond saw her first always bringing something home whether I wanted or not and world often meets you when you dont expect in Miond's world Rawand taunt escrim a mater Miond's old words Dave End of first ideas |
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