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Some all


Will be some all ,
not before a later but through a hater
cried  people  be got into the crowds
but coward deeper sea there at the droughts . 

Won’t  seem to be felt soft 
but a believer
as the  day’s  brightness lost
but not forever .

Evil rising kisses the cold dark of   “one faced”
that a smiling liar when seen 
and “a glassed doer”  what keen 
on some all . 

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