Remove the Trace
Brisk efforts in the dusk,
To close things under more husk,
To dither and spread,
News, information like a bad muse,
Who had also a lot of valves fused,
The main thread had to be lost,
No one should keep its track,
It should be made from hard to soft,
Reality had to be turned fiction,
They really had the ability for false depiction,
They said that some said he did,
Some ,though,had never taken this bid,
They said some came to them,
Some said they were aloof sitting all along,
They said help us spread,
Because we want him dead,
When some did not come along,
They invented and took their name,
They were spreading ink,
To hide the path of swim.
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