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It never comes, it leaves as it pleases to bring a piece of daylight
But for as it goes, under the inside before its soul -
Actions speak, words think, thoughts come
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To-get-her all-ways,
Nevertheless a-way -
A peachy peach tree in which all the flies coveteted
Was once and been vegetated through an empty floor cupboard board -
If anything, nothing will cease to exist
One fisherman to another hunter- -
I knew it was time to go, I felt it long coming
They were all waiting and I wasn't running -
"to become no more than a bunch
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