Lipsticks,
Nose, diagnose!
Lose,
Close,
Hose, rose!
Whose work?
At times it takes longer time;
To get there.
The writer!
The printer;
With the muse of our works,
On earth today.
Love each other! !
For that period of life on earth;
Before death takes you away.
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