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Probably I did but
Do not believe
Do ritually believe
In DNA fingerprints
Patten of differences.
Let sixth sense see Across the seas Some winged bees For the sweet teas Let it see fleas Blood sucking beast Before it risk Someone…
If you were the rod Straight, bent or round Your shades will be gold. Never you look down, Walking down the road None should make…
Photograph of Bill Gates (Source: Facebook)[/caption] #Verse I There is a flare So bright and clear… A seed of faith In all Bill Gates. Ashes…
Air, water and land Are all held between By something within By something we need By something often killed. As age grace the young, Every…
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