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So Called

Lend none sorrow, only it poor can borrow till the end breath! None and nothing here The biggest than atomic superiority! This world is heaven for superpower and living morgue for poor hunger! Justice becomes now just ice ! Creams on it board of gambling dice! Now, for this world Death Angel has no room for his mercy in matured death! Civilization, still in the womb of lilac flower for deflowered rosy stalk. Aristocratic, elite, educated civilized, cultured, religious words of business So called every I’m addicted in whore's shore of trading press. -October 29, 2018 Chattogram

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Date: 10/29/2018 5:57:00 AM
SO DEEP !!
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