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May 5
the justice eyes hate
cold ending sighs
effortless tangle
the leveled texts
no things lay still
vice and royalty mist wanderer

as i and all are collided
with sparce remain
this line you take
in war, behind

the justice eyes place
the hidden laments, pleading
outfulled doubt, danced beware
and shades of old oaken brands did cave
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kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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