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May 2018
A dead, callous soul addresses the pundits
Another fiction for the public to erupt
Never trust
And forget that there are those of us
Who still give a ****
And believe in a world where we can change the game
in the name of love
The roof the fiddler played on
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The roof the fiddler played on  28/M/Minnesota
(28/M/Minnesota)   
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     Carina and Surbhi Dadhich
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