The Prince of Poetry: The Traveler. |
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The Prince of Poetry: Fake tattoo. |
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The Prince of Poetry: Under the moonlight. |
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The Prince of Poetry: Solid ground |
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The Prince of Poetry: I will bless thee Oh Lord! |
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The Prince of Poetry: Chose ye this day, shall thee be a loner or a social butterfly? |
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The Prince of Poetry: I just woke up and now I see, its to early; going back to sleep 😴. |
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The Prince of Poetry: The gift of money can be a curse when you blindly shop to quench your thirst. |
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the gift of money can be a curse when you loose your purse. and it's even worse. When it's a full purse. and it's your wifes... - | ||
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The Prince of Poetry: Dreaming of my runaway train as I walk to catch the bus! |
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The Prince of Poetry: I do everything but "twerk" at work! |
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The Prince of Poetry: It is time for me to go now and soon I shall return again, to share my love for poetry with my fanstory friends. Goodnight <3 |
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The Prince of Poetry: What a pleasant night. |
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The Prince of Poetry: Out of anger grows a flower. |
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The Prince of Poetry: I am in love with the morning. |
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