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Congrats done, very nice attata, keep going, you are doing a
good job
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Very nice and very real... thank you Attata!
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go ahead and put it.... here it's made to
read..... and again Congrats....
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too bad I would have read them well:)
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I thought about putting some but it's too long
and in episode there will be answers etc
it's going to be a mess so I'll keep them for myself:)
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and if we publish them in a book that can be
consulted on MadWin? your poems I read them
in the evening like that when I cry I
am the only person who sees me:)lol but they
are always great!
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It's one of the most cheerful
things I've written lol. If I had my
stories read, I think you'd get scared.
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It's very beautiful... a little sad? :)
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One day a beautiful bird in the marvelous
plumage
Was waiting for his mother who wanted to feed him
He was chirping softly he wanted to become
Like his late father the beach singer
Despite all these efforts in these beautiful
landscapes
He couldn't sing better. He wanted
Have a Look
The joy and pleasure of singing without
fail
To give hope through his
posts
Then he resigned himself filled with despair
No longer wanting to sing to seek
to be worth
His father who was a marvelous soloist
Finally he decided that he would become a fisherman
That attracts him more than the life of a singer
Better to find your way than to imitate
artists.
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