A Cinquain Poem
So high,
Always in skies,
Coloring my mind too!
Our of the blue, something brand new!
To fly.
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So high,
Always in skies,
Coloring my mind too!
Our of the blue, something brand new!
To fly.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top