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Rio De Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil



Don't be concerned, it will not harm you,
It's only me pursuing something I'm not sure of,
Across my dreams, with neptive wonder,
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love.
I think that I shall never see
A thing as lovely as a tree.
But as you see the trees have gone
They went this morning with the dawn.
A logging firm from out of town
Came and chopped the trees all down.
But I will trick those dirty skunks
And write a brand new poem called '
🚘 -- 🎫 -- 🥗 -- 👑 -- 🚗 -- 🌏 -- 😺 -- 👽 -- 🐠 -- 🕺 -- 👳 -- 🎄 -- 🌸 -- 🌋 -- 🎁