Peter Dasilva
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My favorite flowerA Poem by Peter DasilvaYou build walls to defend your heart. Along one comes and knocks it all down. Then they leave and you're left all alone. |
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You, me and them.A Poem by Peter DasilvaAre you saying that you'd really listen to them? |
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Soul MatesA Poem by Peter DasilvaImagine a dream where you meet your soul mate. |