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Dec 2021
Untitled
A silent echo;
An internalization.
We come to reason.

Though reasons are lies;
A guise among the many.
Don’t hide your treason.
Ayn
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Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
(20/M/Wherever I May Roam)   
86
   Benzene
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