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the cuckoo's not for you I shouted my anger to the world who painted borders however,do not recognize the rule of life you not crows my words to the cruel world there are serial killers so endless battles who might be at peace hearts of baies birds vulnerable vultures with stops rotating there are carrions everywhere to live here very difficult yes,now empty there was a time people

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Date: 7/12/2017 3:27:00 PM
Hello Semith Bliigic A different type of poetry. I like it. It sounds like you live near a dessert.
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