Nevermind
If only nil were beauties time
my fault of core, would not be thine
when guessing faith, I must be blind
to heresy's imposed refine.
Composing registrars divine
scenes shortage as the prayer in bind,
my gross performance carry's lined
percussion to resolve unkind!
Some modesty's avail resigned
a detriment, yet effort's prime
offensiveness percentage climbs
and gross contend is "never mind!"
Let's rearrange the paradigm.
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