"
on my arm the desert light puts a bright glow on me
in arm and in my forearm
before my arm the light of the desert puts a bright glow on me
roses make the heart back again
flower perfume
the armpit
in my belly the sands that carry the angels away in your arms
your red mouth is a apple
your red lips like
a apple
your red lips like
a apple
good angel arms
desert sands only you have
good angel arms supported me a lot when
I was alone
your good angel arm supported me so much when i was alone in my hair the sunshine in my hair the moonlight in my head my poetry in my
In my legs the warmth of the sun and the clouds on my heart my poetry
In my leg the warmth of the sun of desert and the clouds and my poetry
and in my body many veins
the dress the waist the
heart the elbow the eyelashes the toes and the fingers the fingers the finger the stomach
the esophagus the pharynx
the liver the throat
the gum the knee
the tongue the tooth the
teeth the hand the muscle the nostril
the nose the eye
the shoulder
the bone
the chest the neck
the lung the eyelid
the foot the kidney the breast
the eyebrow
the trunk
the navel and my poetry
I'm not a doctor
I'm not a teacher
I'm just a poet of this world
writing in my journal many words
on my arm the desert light puts a bright glow on me
in arm and in my forearm
before my arm the light of the desert puts a bright glow on me
roses make the heart back again
flower perfume
the armpit
in my belly the sands that carry the angels away in your arms
your red mouth is a apple
your red lips like
a apple
your red lips like
a apple
good angel arms
desert sands only you have
good angel arms supported me a lot when
I was alone
your good angel arm supported me so much when i was alone in my hair the sunshine in my hair the moonlight in my head my poetry in my
In my legs the warmth of the sun and the clouds on my heart my poetry
In my leg the warmth of the sun of desert and the clouds and my poetry
and in my body many veins
the dress the waist the
heart the elbow the eyelashes the toes and the fingers the fingers the finger the stomach
the esophagus the pharynx
the liver the throat
the gum the knee
the tongue the tooth the
teeth the hand the muscle the nostril
the nose the eye
the shoulder
the bone
the chest the neck
the lung the eyelid
the foot the kidney the breast
the eyebrow
the trunk
the navel and my poetry
I'm not a doctor
I'm not a teacher
I'm just a poet of this world
writing in my journal many words
"
on my arm the desert light puts a bright glow on me
in arm and in my forearm
before my arm the light of the desert puts a bright glow on me
roses make the heart back again
flower perfume
the armpit
in my belly the sands that carry the angels away in your arms
your red mouth is a apple
your red lips like
a apple
your red lips like
a apple
good angel arms
desert sands only you have
good angel arms supported me a lot when
I was alone
your good angel arm supported me so much when i was alone in my hair the sunshine in my hair the moonlight in my head my poetry in my
In my legs the warmth of the sun and the clouds on my heart my poetry
In my leg the warmth of the sun of desert and the clouds and my poetry
and in my body many veins
the dress the waist the
heart the elbow the eyelashes the toes and the fingers the fingers the finger the stomach
the esophagus the pharynx
the liver the throat
the gum the knee
the tongue the tooth the
teeth the hand the muscle the nostril
the nose the eye
the shoulder
the bone
the chest the neck
the lung the eyelid
the foot the kidney the breast
the eyebrow
the trunk
the navel and my poetry
I'm not a doctor
I'm not a teacher
I'm just a poet of this world
writing in my journal many words
on my arm the desert light puts a bright glow on me
in arm and in my forearm
before my arm the light of the desert puts a bright glow on me
roses make the heart back again
flower perfume
the armpit
in my belly the sands that carry the angels away in your arms
your red mouth is a apple
your red lips like
a apple
your red lips like
a apple
good angel arms
desert sands only you have
good angel arms supported me a lot when
I was alone
your good angel arm supported me so much when i was alone in my hair the sunshine in my hair the moonlight in my head my poetry in my
In my legs the warmth of the sun and the clouds on my heart my poetry
In my leg the warmth of the sun of desert and the clouds and my poetry
and in my body many veins
the dress the waist the
heart the elbow the eyelashes the toes and the fingers the fingers the finger the stomach
the esophagus the pharynx
the liver the throat
the gum the knee
the tongue the tooth the
teeth the hand the muscle the nostril
the nose the eye
the shoulder
the bone
the chest the neck
the lung the eyelid
the foot the kidney the breast
the eyebrow
the trunk
the navel and my poetry
I'm not a doctor
I'm not a teacher
I'm just a poet of this world
writing in my journal many words
"
on my arm the desert light puts a bright glow on me
in arm and in my forearm
before my arm the light of the desert puts a bright glow on me
roses make the heart back again
flower perfume
the armpit
in my belly the sands that carry the angels away in your arms
your red mouth is a apple
your red lips like
a apple
your red lips like
a apple
good angel arms
desert sands only you have
good angel arms supported me a lot when
I was alone
your good angel arm supported me so much when i was alone in my hair the sunshine in my hair the moonlight in my head my poetry in my
In my legs the warmth of the sun and the clouds on my heart my poetry
In my leg the warmth of the sun of desert and the clouds and my poetry
and in my body many veins
the dress the waist the
heart the elbow the eyelashes the toes and the fingers the fingers the finger the stomach
the esophagus the pharynx
the liver the throat
the gum the knee
the tongue the tooth the
teeth the hand the muscle the nostril
the nose the eye
the shoulder
the bone
the chest the neck
the lung the eyelid
the foot the kidney the breast
the eyebrow
the trunk
the navel and my poetry
I'm not a doctor
I'm not a teacher
I'm just a poet of this world
writing in my journal many words
on my arm the desert light puts a bright glow on me
in arm and in my forearm
before my arm the light of the desert puts a bright glow on me
roses make the heart back again
flower perfume
the armpit
in my belly the sands that carry the angels away in your arms
your red mouth is a apple
your red lips like
a apple
your red lips like
a apple
good angel arms
desert sands only you have
good angel arms supported me a lot when
I was alone
your good angel arm supported me so much when i was alone in my hair the sunshine in my hair the moonlight in my head my poetry in my
In my legs the warmth of the sun and the clouds on my heart my poetry
In my leg the warmth of the sun of desert and the clouds and my poetry
and in my body many veins
the dress the waist the
heart the elbow the eyelashes the toes and the fingers the fingers the finger the stomach
the esophagus the pharynx
the liver the throat
the gum the knee
the tongue the tooth the
teeth the hand the muscle the nostril
the nose the eye
the shoulder
the bone
the chest the neck
the lung the eyelid
the foot the kidney the breast
the eyebrow
the trunk
the navel and my poetry
I'm not a doctor
I'm not a teacher
I'm just a poet of this world
writing in my journal many words
"
on my arm the desert light puts a bright glow on me
in arm and in my forearm
before my arm the light of the desert puts a bright glow on me
roses make the heart back again
flower perfume
the armpit
in my belly the sands that carry the angels away in your arms
your red mouth is a apple
your red lips like
a apple
your red lips like
a apple
good angel arms
desert sands only you have
good angel arms supported me a lot when
I was alone
your good angel arm supported me so much when i was alone in my hair the sunshine in my hair the moonlight in my head my poetry in my
In my legs the warmth of the sun and the clouds on my heart my poetry
In my leg the warmth of the sun of desert and the clouds and my poetry
and in my body many veins
the dress the waist the
heart the elbow the eyelashes the toes and the fingers the fingers the finger the stomach
the esophagus the pharynx
the liver the throat
the gum the knee
the tongue the tooth the
teeth the hand the muscle the nostril
the nose the eye
the shoulder
the bone
the chest the neck
the lung the eyelid
the foot the kidney the breast
the eyebrow
the trunk
the navel and my poetry
I'm not a doctor
I'm not a teacher
I'm just a poet of this world
writing in my journal many words
on my arm the desert light puts a bright glow on me
in arm and in my forearm
before my arm the light of the desert puts a bright glow on me
roses make the heart back again
flower perfume
the armpit
in my belly the sands that carry the angels away in your arms
your red mouth is a apple
your red lips like
a apple
your red lips like
a apple
good angel arms
desert sands only you have
good angel arms supported me a lot when
I was alone
your good angel arm supported me so much when i was alone in my hair the sunshine in my hair the moonlight in my head my poetry in my
In my legs the warmth of the sun and the clouds on my heart my poetry
In my leg the warmth of the sun of desert and the clouds and my poetry
and in my body many veins
the dress the waist the
heart the elbow the eyelashes the toes and the fingers the fingers the finger the stomach
the esophagus the pharynx
the liver the throat
the gum the knee
the tongue the tooth the
teeth the hand the muscle the nostril
the nose the eye
the shoulder
the bone
the chest the neck
the lung the eyelid
the foot the kidney the breast
the eyebrow
the trunk
the navel and my poetry
I'm not a doctor
I'm not a teacher
I'm just a poet of this world
writing in my journal many words
"

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