Waste
I recall fallen leaves
for the goats, and the sheep.
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I warn you
Alike the dandelion is the thought of poet
wandering; filled of love; care, message
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Devil peeks
On my right pass the bikes
Women are old and young
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Treasure of truth
By now I, have no doubt
your target is my guts
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Selling dreams
Not first time, not just one
direct and indirect many sell
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Lone girl at night
Late at night, past the mid
no buses; very light traffic
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