“My ghetto butterfly flew away from me. I wait patiently, by windows and doorsteps. Play,
“My ghetto butterfly flew away from me. I wait patiently, by windows and doorsteps. Play, make believe, as my tears, poor chest” #akuanaru #poetry #howdoesitfeel (hier: Thought Providers) -- source link
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