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Aug 2021
The true shall set you free
as the High God
Because he never left us
its greed, who set you aside
its ego, whom make your cry
thy inertly creation of us
But he left us the key of all
and all is his creation,
so your thoughts will trouble
until you find the key hole
Abimael
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Abimael  37/M/PR
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