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By not novaturient, just an evil god
Only aggression and deceitful lies
So beautifully, and then so choked lode
What’s left, my goodness! It will be pies
God lent me my temporary nice body
Thanked to me, turned into a cute rose day
The flower withered one day suddenly
Mellifluous life will be far away
Who does one not die, but lives for pleasure?
Or dirty, bored and painful things with fate
Of my own sadness like the black picture
Long luminary, the withered love gate
So, be dreamy; then weakness or lust
No serendipity all turned to dust.
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