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Jul 2019
Mouths, we speak
As tongues we taste
To die is loss
To live's a waste.
Detestable,
The sands of time
The tools we shape
Make us sublime
Asominate
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Asominate  21/Guyana, South America
(21/Guyana, South America)   
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