Pale as the pumpkin seed hulls.
Salted covered with tears.
Blustered bloom enchanter.
Grinned, and abolished sins.
Accursed and haunted, those who pestered.
Engulfed in snowy splendor!
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TEXT: ARMAN
JOYOUS
in IN ENGLISH, TEXT
a mag for MENA
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