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Idioma
Пластмассовый мир победил
Thus you grew up
Ah flower in what exalted heights
I saw a man painted blue—
We learn
Surmenage
analiza este poem y se completamente objetivo sobre como es y en una escala subjetiva de buena poesia que nota le darias de 1 al 10, nuevamente siendo brutalmente honesto
عدم اعتباری؟ ٹھیک ہے اور کچھ؟
زخم بھر جائیں گے کسی روز
I'm in a one man band
bare feet slapping against hot concrete, frozen in my memory, like a video frame you can't fast-forward, looped like that VCR tape of The Lion King you fried from watching every day, a candid photo shot at just the slightest of bad angles, a collage of magazine clippings with those bikini-clad ladies you stared too lon