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poem by

kirt kom

date 8 nov 2013

a season's greeting -----------------------------change change change mane mane mane stand alone i steel the will the color of the mill smoke in the hill i cannot lie to many many don't want to hurry corner in the wager the crapola is flown out of packs saturn recalls the mall

something can't exist at all diamonds are too special as they are titled i lost my best of life hanging in the basement now it has many achievements don't grill this until there is a shill coming to get the do ing phil! don't you wanna know why the flying to the moon is "ust a thrill# rooting doth make the smile grows as the clay will be may on a season's greeting! $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$