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favor of a flower

The way she sways the pollen of sweet,
Lay out of nectar she needs to leap,
Air of sweet breeze in dust,
The dark of lust lurks in dusk,
Fight for envy of pride and wit,
Such back where the pollen tip,
The who such will make a face,
Will seed back to wit and make a taste

Autres oeuvres par Robert Parliament...



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