I found my poem in my old notebook. It was written in a poor style.
It reminded me of my childhood.
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Several time suns of summer
It shines to a soft skin.
It is laughed as the flower.
It is sung as the bird.
The one that mouth spills
It is a smile seeing and exist.
The one that overflows from eyes
It is becoming sunshiny.
Many seasons
It plays with the wind.
It runs to the sky.
To the grace
It connects and it goes.
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Time flies......
Hm...Am I making progress in my English?
...I'm not sure.
Ha ha ha! Ta det lite tack it easy:p
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