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A short story from my poem....

Old Carriage Old round carriage goes ‘round day by day Awaiting new travelers That seeks a new path Galloping down the road heavily, heari..

stunning brunette slim red dress curvy lips red as a rose eyes like daggers their so sharp. You'll be her dessert at the end of the night.

emtion?

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To the one who always loved me and there for me...

winter, love....

.describes her as mother nature?..

life long...

How it feels...