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The Immortal Wize says: Very poetically visual. :) |
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DreamPoet says: Nice work ma..I know of a website ma where you should put your poems on, If you win you get money and stuff...I think you would really do great. Think about it. I've read every piece of your work and you have the talent to do big thangs. Some people here have great talent and you are one of them. |
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tretre says: Thank you Wize Dom! As i always say, its not the size of the poem, but how big the voice of the poet. Thanks for always showin love. Keep that pen movin! |
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tretre says: Thank you DreamPoet! Thanks for telling me about the website, but i must say...I really like this website, i really only put my poems here, maybe another website to but this one is my favorite. I dont really want attention just want a place to be me and write what i feel with others who feel the same. Thank you tho. Keep that pen movin! |
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2b2b2 says: Brilliant Share....well done....ONE |
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royale jones says: Sweet and simple sweet and simple ia loved it! |
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