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2d
If the sun ate the world tomorrow,
I would not feel any sorrow.

The cockroach on a ***** sink of mine,
and I would follow
the same fate indeed tomorrow.

As we lived in the world,
we would all know
we were all equal.
Before all we were swimming in the sun,
if the sun ate the world tomorrow.
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Sadique  39/M
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