MINT

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    MINT

    I WAS A BOY IN A CANDY STORE.SHE WAS A CHOCALATE MINT OR AN ANGEL OF MERCY.I BIT MY LIP,CRIED AND STOOD BEFORE MY FATE, A NAKED BOY

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    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

    bosirus’s Poems (2)

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