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Created on: April 06, 2010
Then do not like it
because for sure that
is the end of it
and thanks to that
rose garden it
is time to give that
gift of love for it
is too late for that
lady who in it
so the darkness that
today mankind from it
come to now on that
surface to have to digest it
even with money on that
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