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Why Hate

Do not heap hate On your big plate Better be late Than a hate date Hate is odd feel In a raw deal Watch love now heal What worn words spill So make a date With your sweet fate It's not too late To purge mad hate Seek thus to spice Your day most nice Not with hate vice But love you prize Leon Enriquez 13 July 2018 Singapore

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