DONT RUSH ART IT ONLY MAKES IT BAD
WRITTEN BY HOPE MY 7 TEAR OLD POET.
Submitted:Sep 5, 2007
MY HEART RUSHES WITH TALENT.
LIKE A HOT SUMMERS DAY.
WRITTEN BY :SHALLOW WINDOW. AGE 7 YEARS
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