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Avant-Garde

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Future will find you
one day. I am trying to forget me.
The deadly avalanche was revengeful.

I don't want to
go into comma. I was not alone in the
firing range. Impeachment was not the answer.

Smell of burning grass
purrs the rising pride to commit a
sin of saving the scorpions.
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