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Serenity freefall
Hello, can you hear me?
I'm writing so you can see me
Type type type
My words are ripe
Without a thought or planning
An idea is hatching
Could it be good, could it be sad?
Only time will tell
If I can make it sell
Down in my basement, I type away
Day after day, I hear them say
As if I'm stone deaf
Without words, I'm dumbdead
So many profiles, f...
Friday 25th October 2024 3:32 pm
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