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Date Added: July 08, 2019 23:07:23 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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The questions hang like skin tags. 
A broken mirror, stabs 
during birth of time. 

We have got to do it, save it 
in its infancy, before it is submerged 
along with the temple of fake gods: - 

before it is plagiarized by the 
polity. The wives were fattening 
on art of running the state 

from behind the curtains. Would 
you like to sign on my skin? 
Your death wish? I am washing 

my sins today. It is bit cold 
here in the blue lake of tears. Now 
you can hold my arm for final plunge.
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