in me you can find

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    in me you can find

    in me you can find



    warrior butterflies
    sleepy liquid fish
    elefant flocks
    silver thimble
    red dresses
    big coloured balloons
    seagulls
    moths
    tango
    blue
    poppy fields
    16 octomber
    fresh sharpened pencils
    fisher king, the
    biscuits
    pills
    MD
    unspoken words
    red boots
    cigarettes
    chocolate
    plastic flowers
    pierre the dummy
    the grey bear
    bicicle and skeleton chair
    grass, rain, barefoot
    porcelain shoes
    broken dolls
    moonsoup
    silk
    blue
    sh
    carousel
    circus
    wild horses
    gypsies
    wooden giraffe
    acordeon
    caramel
    blue
    the world of lost and found
    the edge of the world

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    AdamPetrey’s Poems (6)

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