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Fujiwama

The essence of being is illiterate at best My swan has a place in society I am the only one who can breathe This is the way I see life Every man and women comes to me in a dream Expecting nothing I give them something All who walk are to be in the world , not in the universe My flavor is always for more love Can anything be this remote? I am the master of all languages The country of origin is the country I hail from I live in a city, that is sometimes there and other times not The being I am is all knowing Live

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