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ArtificialReflection — This Poem is Called
Published: 2010-02-20 18:21:48 +0000 UTC; Views: 95; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 3
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Description The sight of the leprechaun at the bottom of the beer bottle
Haunts me in the dark, he wants my heart of gold.
My eyelids are heavy, heavier than my sorrowed soul.
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