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Jan 2015
Let us leave this place.
It reeks of anger and fear.
The bitter stench of life
disgusts me to no end.
We never asked for this,
but punishment is swift.
No questions asked
when it comes to the end.
Liz And Lilacs
Written by
Liz And Lilacs  America
(America)   
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