Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
Poetry is dancing with words. — Ana Monnar
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Poetry is dancing with words.

— Ana Monnar
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