Poems from zoso

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Mothership to Maryland and back again
What a bunch of spoiled bratsI look to the Sun “We didn’t raise that”We mothered youWe fathered youWe worked hard for youWe gave you our...
True love will never change its formIt doesn't matter what state we're inPhysical SolidSoulSteamor even MarylandIt doesn't matter

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