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On a platter you delivered, I took you as takeaway.The sequenceof loving yousequentiallywas in theorder of preferenceon your sites offered.I decided u..
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What's the balance in reserve?Goodbyewas allI had leftto bank on.It was bookedand reserved.
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Play it again Sam!I heard your song,but I changedyour channel,it was the samesong as before.
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I reached out, but you were gone.In my dreamsyour love wasan oasis shimmeringbrightly on yourbodily beautyreflectingmy intentionsdeprived of love,but ..
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a fictional rambling for my muse.
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Bye Bye adios!On this day of your execution,I give you your last breath,but not your last words.
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Take me to your leader rooster.He whosings the loudestwill be the onewho is shot first.Silence is goldenwithout the golden egg.
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Truth swings on lies hanging!One cannotswing for longon a broken promise,for the tiehas been severed.
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It's not the audience that's behind the times.News travels slowly in God's camp,when the Pope says." The war must end in Syria!"Many non believers had..
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No offence to God I just dislike his preachers and their hypocrisy!, their protection, and their accrued wealth on those misfortunates believing.
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