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Liwat Rib

She refused to speak her name and told others of the shame she felt knowing I was akin to her she recognize her as Terra Nullius someone unclaimed somewhere nestled between unwanted and never needed an easy mark for someone who wished to dared to freatover a chore for understanding made into a myth by those who sought convesment of her Liawat Rib! a musing joke often might someone seek interest to seem more adoring and maybe even interesting yet until then she'd speak down he nose and say Terra Nullius until she anwsered She without a Master Unclaimed by anyone Terra Nullius neither to be spoken of as claimed an oboe might make her sound more appealing until then might the flutes of Change sing her words with sound a music type arrangment triffled to began and a chore to end.

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