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Aug 2019
To understand your
niche, I listen to echoes.
Moon will draw a map.

No beginning, no
end. Arguments continue
till the next world.

To go, not to go
was acrude dilemma.
The volcano waits.
Written by
Satsih Verma
98
     Eloisa, B D Caissie, roumen, --- and Traveler
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