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MY 3 HOLED BAMBOO FLUTE

Posted to Action Poetry




rings a haunting refrain
talkin'bout the times
left out in the pouring rain

the way we stay together
and do the crazy things we do
united by the word we stand the weather

and it'll be on a hot july day
that's when we'll make
our to the bliss by the sea getaway.......wired mark