My head resting on an oxygen soaked pillow

[rowens]

mirrors with naughty parts?

i really love this poem.

When people like my poems, I can't think of anything to rage about. But I'm happy you like it. It's quite an old poem.

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P.S: It's good to hear your voice People's voices never sound like what I think they will.

Sometimes my voice is very different. There's no telling how you thought it would sound.