Circulating(A) Poems - Poems about Circulating(A)

...The spirit of love was flowing in the air but all of a sudden it disappeared when the birds sitting on the fence spread filth on the cars parked in the garage. They say that it’s a symbol of luck for......

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...Meetings part one....A moon is neither a plant nor a weapon so never sit in a washing basket at ninety eight degrees. And a tick tocking plant is available for hop scotch games. Timed over frontiers ......

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...Meetings part one....A moon is neither a plant nor a weapon so never sit in a washing basket at ninety eight degrees. And a tick tocking plant is available for hop scotch games. Timed over frontiers ......

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...A smoky inhalation, Burning desire... Lonely. Crowds circulating, a click. Fire kissing, my lips; Warmed. Tangible lover or feigned hope? Ember flickers, a wisp of smoke. Embraces me, no feeling......

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