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May 2015
Look!
A newborn rumor.
Feed it fiction
or maybe a fact or two.
And it will grow bigger and plump.
Some will laugh, fret
and some will cry.
Until-
it starts to fade & gets boring & old
and
a day will come when
****! It's no more.
Sa
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Sa  India
(India)   
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