Imhumane
Who's the inhumane,
How to identify the thug in raid,
whom seduced by digital sirens,
stirring the neurons of our brains
from sea to ebbs,
from sand to mountains,
and thou shall hurl the commandment,
a luminous sparking errors as minerva,
beneath the peak of the yamafuji,
and the people would be shouted: eureka!
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