Hobbit
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The RoseA Poem by HobbitThe Rose. Red like blood, Soft like snow, Pricks like pins, Beautiful like the dawn, Sad like a tear, Gentle as a kiss, A Rose. |
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A PaintingA Poem by HobbitA poem |
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What is it?A Poem by HobbitI have a thought. I do not know what it is. What is it? I cannot find it. It's something that I have to do. What is it? I want to find it. I ne.. |
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Looking in to eyes.A Poem by HobbitA poem. |
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