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All that liveth shall cease to exist All that newest shall growst old All that futures, shall cometh to pasts All that reapeth, long ago has been sowed All that glories shall become stories All that troubles, shall cease to be worries All moments liveth shall be memories All that we do, maketh us and nobody else
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Sep 14, 2020
Sep 14, 2020 at 12:53 PM UTC
Existence
All that liveth shall cease to exist All that newest shall growst old All that futures, shall cometh to pasts All that reapeth, long ago has been sowed All that glories shall become stories All that troubles, shall cease to be worries All moments liveth shall be memories All that we do, maketh us and nobody else
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20/F/Nigeria
Sep 14, 2020
Sep 14, 2020 at 12:53 PM UTC
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