Nearby A Stream Beautiful White ButterfliesA Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudleyone growin' up so great Brutus me best friend connects fours See you in Heaven: Who can!, We can! Equate, shudder, shake, spin & understand sky-trails gentle my dog! He's nice & a-bushy true tail.
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Added on April 24, 2019 Last Updated on November 28, 2025 AuthorRobert Robbie Lord DudleyRiverside, NJAboutACROSS THE NIGHT'S SHINING ROAD COVERS ME, i'LL READ. Life, Thyme leeds rails rushes a begotten hold only copes oh, poetry a random ray of yellow light shining sky golden drops in fields trickles.. more.. |

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