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Bad news sell well Lost souls now dwell Mindless thought links On verge and brink Why cherish pain In stress and strain Sad empty minds With eyes so blind Now who can gain From others' pain? Mad crazy fit To frozen wit Look up and see There's more to be Fiddle knows buzz In a mad rush Folly finds fault In clear default In the wild squeeze An empty sneeze Yet bad news wins Mad poll within Leon Enriquez 13 December 2017 Singapore

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