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No hands no legs for help another lie it begs. Alone it can go only few yards, together their strength like house of cards. A delicate wind of truth and they lay in state of pity and ruth.
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Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
LIE
No hands no legs for help another lie it begs. Alone it can go only few yards, together their strength like house of cards. A delicate wind of truth and they lay in state of pity and ruth.
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Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
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