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Ready to barter my
last wish with your tulips...
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Space…space is control.
The limits to no other...
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Hero is a woman who has been bitten,
raped, convoluted in her loss of dignity...
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Right there
garden unfurls itself...
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Adoration short of
consonants, was a sin...
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These weapons are made
with bad intents otherwise...
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Amid the battles
samurais unleash their death...
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through cataracted
sight, eyes squinted a dawn that...
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In day with sun low and beaming
I beheld a fellow dreaming...
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Who was honest to
toes, to take a flight...
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i love you to the moon and back
and there is nothing that could change that fact...
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She stands amid the chanting mass
crushed on all sides like a pebble between...