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Poem 81: Cure...

Antidote💉


Coming and blooming out of me,
I wanna only you,
Staying without need cool,
Reading your name too,
Making me see the next day,
Where the sky are the fire away,


You´re not my danger,
Cuz I ain't not afraid stanger,
Having the some own longer,


Inside injected a antidote,
I'm cured now,
Talking on second 'round;


With chance of look to moon after midnight,
Fixing get for the number twice,
I do the big flashlight,
Who´s so the fighter in win before line?



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