How nice it is to take a side
always of ambiguity
multiply
only to be enslaved
of your own lust and greed
then be allowed to jump into my lane
no laws enforced
only when the fraud of Justice
arrives because they decided
to sell you the same dream
at no price
seven hours of line cutting
what a feat this must be for you
many say your light
should have been extinguished long ago
but why bother to talk to the dead
a distinction to sell you the same dream
inevitable extinction
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Dear Poeter, Sometimes the
Dear Poeter, Sometimes the miserable mind loves dreams of leaving the universe and traveling to a new planet. Each of the tear-letters of time are proving a love for this life. Life is a struggle until dreams come true; But dreams in life come true only for a few. All The Best My Dear Friend; Write More Congratulations
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