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Abol Froushan

Second Life

Second Life

Second Life

The one place town of my street
The one bed sea of my door
The free market of my wardrobe
Youward like rushing toward the yew outside
- Undress the big question

I’ll bring the breeze -
Some name for ajar windows
Tea cup chinking  calls the saucer
Imperfect website, AbollobA goes WWW
who knows when time kisses the place
of a hoping smile
as lips meet? 
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Second Life

The one place town of my street
The one bed sea of my door
The free market of my wardrobe
Youward like rushing toward the yew outside
- Undress the big question

I’ll bring the breeze -
Some name for ajar windows
Tea cup chinking  calls the saucer
Imperfect website, AbollobA goes WWW
who knows when time kisses the place
of a hoping smile
as lips meet? 

Second Life

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