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Jul 2017
It is but words that shake our feet and tours that seep the fleet.
So as two it wonder, wild sheep in a texture of seasoned streets.
Our mind is our version of reality based conduction.
So too keep with the witty words and thought''s too production.
We should keep in mind our Instruction.
Do white hats come with there cool deductions.
Puzzle and moves from a flavor of cos play.
Her words cover the pixel with arrays of love.
Written by
Timothy hill  Ny
(Ny)   
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