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I think those woods we shouldn't tread, Mud and twigs, this path be dead,

Noose and Rope, Swing and Follow, We shouldn't trudge through, This Witch's Hollow,

Dusk be Dawn, or Dusk be Light,

Peel my skin and cook me right

Plenty Autumn Fallow Grove Filled-in Scrotum Empty Trove

Days will Darken This final year, and not just because Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Coffee is finally here

I think those woods we shouldn't tread, Mud and twigs, this path be dead, Noose and Rope, Swing and Follow, We shouldn't trudge through, This Witch's Hollow, Dusk be Dawn, or Dusk be Light, Peel my skin and cook me right Plenty Autumn Fallow Grove Filled-in Scrotum Empty Trove Days will Darken This final year, and not just because Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Coffee is finally here
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Silent hands replicate, Echoes of another's mind, Truth lost in the shade.

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Beautiful.

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Many of us can poem my friend. Some have thick skin. A Scalpel can only cut so deep, But an Osteotome goes to the bone.

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And I do like your poetry.

but why are you such a dick to people trying to join Poal, given you are relatively new yourself?