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There will be no tears for you.Smiles are reserved for friends,fond memories and foolish instances,hindsight always paints in humourous hues,There'll ..
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this is to commemorate the days I used to hate my dad
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there is none
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this poem is the very first one that I wrote when I discovered that I could string together some words resembling a poem.
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