Annarel
7-10-20
What if it stains raining what if's
Having glutton long ago
Can we down gun your rose
Gather up trust fresh of dust
Where I was mooning and according to all in search of you
Do I sit in even down fashioned
For tie barefoot Bonnies of clay
Cheerily then to run monitors of silence tomorrow
Back in access and why not take Ere to the valley
As it passes on near gladness and novelties
And pray more than just an experiment
Growing comet leaf quick and thorough
In the Kingdom by the sea
At last set free just being me
For Annarel Lee....
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