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Moses Samandar Poem
The crazy befouling animalistic urges
Life beyond character
Carton of sulphuric acid
A calm third gender walks out
A person called Chex
Female, Male and Chex
Chex are vemonous
A creature or (person) of infinite ability
Not manly
Not feminine
Just the perfect being
Not god of course
But the third gender
Not a confusion or a mix of both
But the Perfect Gender
Who makes this third gender?
Human kind
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Countdown siren. Islam is at stake.
Arabic Y2K, Countdown.
Islam in Jeaporday, I breath Hajj.
We are near the science incentive.
The smell of petrol, the beginning of empty goldmines.
Empty Oil Checkers on cars.
Islam in jeaporday.
Allah protect the saviours.
A sliding ice knife.
The tempo of Islam
The son of Islam in humankind.
We cannot breath the criticality
I cannot heathen the heresay.
Smell the petrol, I cannot walk in the Middle East.
I would rather Die
The End of Islam
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Turbo
Diesel Engine
Generation Game
Pipe and Slippers
Readi
Go!
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Right? Fine. Finished.
During what avail, what time.
Shake this, crisps on bread.
Ultimo Dragon, wrestling and fights
Likewise, Mr Artist.
Package this, like fries.
McDonald's, eat much.
Yum, yum, delicious times.
Screwball sassy.
Likewise this.
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Danger
Gimme, gimme, gimme
What?
Don’t push me
Get up
Read a book
Try to fight
I will drop you
You fool
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God almighty
Dangerous fire
My fiancé
What happens to the soul
Never Again
Wowza
Happy to survive
For belief
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All alone
Flying the nest
I want to fly
To the sun
I want to go to the light
Don't be shy
On my toes
In my wings
I know I will be free
To the sun
I go
I want to fly
All along the nest
The wind blows
But I know - I will make it
Lots of worms
Set my days
Straight through the universe
And the galaxy
To the sun, sun, sun.
Its cold
All alone
Let me fly
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Damage to the eye
As thick as the solar system
Tanned glorious
Naked fire
A movie; damage to the date
Travel in duplicate; dublicate
Mrs Promiscuous Love
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Republic State
A lance of apostrophe
Witness the greatest marvel since …
Never again
Guy Fawkes failed
The new generation Guy Fawkes will fail
Witness a marvel
Dead quiet
A man stands to take the place of Mrs Liberty
The president of the United States
George Washington never saw this coming
Abe Lincoln rolls in his grave
Hilary Clinton is evil
Obama is in the words an Obamanation
No one is just
Who do you work for?
In reality
You never worked for us
You never work for the people
You work for the secret
What is it?
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Imagine self, becoming 27.
Admired the elders.
Glad that prediction of not making it, does not exist.
Confused about if I can make it in the future.
Learn, thus, selves shelves.
I cannot imagine.
Hence we can.
Age is a number.
Eggroll to Paracetamol
Breath like a baby
Laugh
Next step, TV dinners at 60.
Hallelujah.
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