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A blooming cycle suggesting much

Flower power Feel it see it so A cycling sensation Serenity on show Sensational stability Blossoming desire Petal power predominates With purposeful attire

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The rag and bone man

It could have done with a lick of paint It’s wheels were rusty red The cart was kind of broken Slats missing he had said Before he needed to replace them But never got around His horse was kind of … Continue reading

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