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Sep 2020
Tonight's the night
We gather the dead
Tonight's the night
Your head comes off
The Saudi  prince cackled
As the night went on
Kashogi
Was being
Dissolved in an acid soup
Along with others
Die
At his order
Cemetery state
Cemetery nature
I am thinking he
Was the one who loved me
This Cemetery prince.
Elena Mustafa
Written by
Elena Mustafa  31/F/Canada
(31/F/Canada)   
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