ZmH
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so dead, yet so aliveA Poem by ZmH |
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the other end of the bladeA Poem by ZmH |
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whirl windA Poem by ZmH |
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teenage heartbreakA Poem by ZmH |
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calligraphyA Poem by ZmH |
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sweet temptationA Poem by ZmH |
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puppet masterA Poem by ZmHwe often do not have choice. but are brought to be a puppet in the hands of a puppet master. slowly jerked around |
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into the sunsetA Poem by ZmH |
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