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THE POEM THAT WOULD NOT RHYMEThere once was a poem someone wrote without rhymes she was one of a kind where she lived. Her family and friends were like sonnets and songs they rhymed and they flowed like a stream.THE POEM THAT WOULD NOT RHYME
They asked her to change to become like they were but the poem had no wish to comply. She was proud of her words that were pretty and plain and she had no desire to rhyme.
Unlike other poems she was blessed, she had wings and the power to rise high above. You would think other poems would rejoice for her sake but their hearts were too jealous and dark.
One day as she soa

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>AunvI wUz herE<
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My Birthday is today. <3
My YouTube: [link]
Lavender's bio/info: [link]
I am deviant #5,993,854~!
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Obsession is a good thing.
nice art!
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"The true mind can weather all the lies and illusions, without being lost. The pure heart can tough the poison of hatred, without being harmed. Since beginningless time, darkness thrives in he void, but always yields to purifying light..."
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こんにちは!私はアニカさんです。
Clubs:
~CelestialBrush
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"The true mind can weather all the lies and illusions, without being lost. The pure heart can tough the poison of hatred, without being harmed. Since beginningless time, darkness thrives in he void, but always yields to purifying light..."
How are you?
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