Many day's fadding away
from the oblige hardwork
into dark rays to convey
for the slightiest talk
Then it's alright
now it's okay
besides the deficit
of an unclasified convey
Who said...?
that time it was old,
it was deprived...
and wrongfully told
All the pale efforts
from a strugle were made
misuse the comforts
of an dictatorial befell.
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