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Poetry..

Poem.

This evening feels so cold.
Piercing up to the bone marrow.
I want to sleep near the stove.
But I do not want my balls to burn ..

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I want to sleep tonight.
But the mosquito keeps poking me off.
I want to beat using my slap.
I'm afraid that if his son later becomes orphan ..
😁😁😁😁..

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