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For my own to say..
A few words indeed..
To behold the truth.. and i don't sway..
I seek the reason for why and when..
Where to go and where to stand..
Start to stay.. statement foray ..
Delicious delight of disturbed delays..
Distinct lack of distance display..

I look though good..
And better today..
A real difference of all days..
Double out of news and there..
Original topic.. of copper crates..
Gold and silver.. shocking again..

I seek to get a rotor to be..
Happy birthday party to date..

I have and boots on..
Recently portrayed..
I get a visitor quickly today..
I rethink about and I still to get..
A better price for better again..

( the state of non inspiration is like thinking about a sex worker.. and copyright issues )

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