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A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜

Gentlest ripples,
crash upon the farthest shores.
No voice goes unheard.

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Added on October 1, 2013
Last Updated on October 1, 2013

Bad backwards is dab. Dabble. Like a bad haiku. I dabble in bad. more..

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