Feb 2021



Along the upper lip.....
I put it with my tongue..
Fewer lies?
Oh.....so sweet

I like it too much
Make the bottom of the lungs effective
I breathed in
Good "injustice".

There is no taste
Simmered and chewed
I spit it out slowly
The Dharma of the world

I was happy to get it as I liked it
When met with money, it still melts
It's not enough to just wear a dirty top
So he called himself a "law"...

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Thank you so much

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