Litehouse
Tall and small,
thick and sick,
rare and bare,
have you found,
what lies around?
With all your might,
don't fight,
believe and see,
you are free.
Free to choose,
free to lose,
free to sing,
sunshine spotted wing.
See from here,
they will fear,
each other,
see them end one another.
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Dear Poeter, It gives every
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