The custom designed poetry by Ioly Design
about any occasion

 Your celebration is week day for us!

• Without love...
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  Mi line of story, line of thoughts.
  Just now up, just now down.
  In one's own ways I see to birds,
  Because and always I has drown.
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• I was skin-diver, I was young.
  The lake of soul was another...
  I can not trick. I'm here beyond,
  When I was lovely for my mother.
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• And what I have at this old -time?
  And Where are smiles from dear parents?
  The sky is dark without planets,
  The sky is light without lie!

Dew drops