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May 2017
No dark, no light
And no extremes the Lord has made.
No rights, no beauty and no fights.
The only are: the null; the one,
And every bit that dwells since then
Is built upon a hierarchy of a mind
Of a man.
25.2.17
Kon Grin
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Kon Grin  20/M/Uzbekistan
(20/M/Uzbekistan)   
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