Tag: poets
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The Girl from Ink-panema That girl she’s of turquoise ink, a salty spill, a swel- ling heart of sea. She talks to trees cheers the sad- ness from pencils, sings in chirping quiet of stone, myst- erious mermaid who writes with lemon. She decodes the sun, that girl, she believes in ink. dVerse…
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