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          On a creepy mountain
     I forgot about my job as a manicurists and pedicurist
 (elegantly)
          and raised by that creepy unworldliness,
               I wrote my first poem, titled:

                    'Freedom-Loving Fireworks'
                         And
                         held
                         my
                         breath
                         for
                         the ap
                         plause
                         And
                         fel
                         l
                         off