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Throw Something at Twilight
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Satish Verma Verbatim. I will repeat
a note from the unknown. No one knows
the truth. Creativity faints in the cauldron.
Can you destroy the ism?
A lie becomes a transgender enduring
the swaying brain fog.
Like the butterflies a short
span to live. The moral failure
wins, You lied the predator will eat grass.
