Poor Thursday; tortured soul. No matter what, invisible you stay. You try, but they are cold They wait through you for Friday.
nice poem nice and short Thursday so far yet so near thanks for sharing
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5/2/2024 4:46:06 AM # 1.0.0.1119
nice poem nice and short Thursday so far yet so near thanks for sharing