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Familiar faces slowly passing by,
They wander where mistakes are permanent.
Some people gather there to occupy,
Write another simple story meant.
Then we strive for any new addition!
So many other paths of separation!
I hope he finds a seal within transition,
A greater life without discrimination.
This narrow path has never fallen main,
Learn to read or catch priority!
The only thing that ever could remain,
An idol from a false majority.
Perhaps another second permanent!
No way this place has gotten any greater,
For something like it never really meant!
My son was doing such an awful favour.
I guess he also had his own entire.
Though depending on each other main,
That you were taught to cut a little wider!
But most of nothing ever could remain.
An only number one priority!
We never part within the same position,
A living life without majority,
Being guided by a new transition.
Through the world divide and rectify,
Destroy the minds of those who occupy.
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