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7d
We won’t see the looming beast—
Slavery, lies—too slick to grasp.
Fear will choke our thoughts at least,
Ruled by fiends—Hell’s poisoned dust.
Igor Vykhovanets
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Igor Vykhovanets  58/M/Moldova
(58/M/Moldova)   
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