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Mar 10
it
for  it is  written..
(however, i like that little
round feller that cleans
the floor..  
otherwise, i
don´t know why we bother..)

are we not smitten
by our acumen
our ingenuity-
technology is our
lead in the barrel..
we will be happy when
there is no difference-other..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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