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And I'm glad for my poetic heart, somehow.
There's no introduction.
No, no-no rhyme this time.
I saw a monster devouring Japan
and pulled up the curtains,
for the living-together
of two times two happy men.
Through the blinders, watch me and my life.
I live with a cat, not a wife.
Couldn't resist to rhyme. It takes me back to reminiscince.
I did kinda shove it down your throat, and I guess t...
Thursday 5th June 2025 11:02 pm
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