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Wouldn't know the last cwtch the open lids go ajar furling the happiness and quietly shut down. So, don't chase debris, they're lifeless, which you name success All merry don't need a long time to be ruined Ending could be away for seconds. Mighty bones break, giants carry lacks Earth be round, yet we ain't on a loop Fluctuating beats seek rest in a straight line Soil perishes both ivory and ebony There, a still body relies alone like a cay For mankind and dreams you fly high Near the farewell, alert all Mayday Mayday! - May 23, 2020
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