veronica gonya Poems

I once knew a man
tall dark and handsome
he used to tell me beautiful stories about his travels
he romanced me with his tongue
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sometimes i sit and wonder what this life is all about.
you wake up every morning and you try to do the best you can for you and your family.why are we here in the first place.
what is the purpose of us being here?
why is the so much suffering and heartache?
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