e-Paper Poetry of Vinx

Bump to womb escape
We were quite smallish as grape
But all traits we scrape

Hence made of sweet flours
A combination of all
The good high and tall

The flawless and flaw
Bla bla bla, we learn to crawl
Against tender brawl.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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