
There is a jellyfish that doesn’t die.
It grows old and then young again and then old and then young in a circle of cycles in a lake living on and on and on
I want to eat one
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I am poet. I am woman. I write with my thumbs.
Read my poems. Tell me what You think. You may find the love poem you always thought someone wrote for you. Or the one you meant to write
But
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lovers tell zingers and often break hearts
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