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Bullets Sell Cheaper Than Sells Bread
I Belong To That Lone Stone
In The Prison Of Her Vainglory
In The Wounded Womb Of Aging Earth
Lest We End The Eden Of Our Age
The Day I Left My Mother’s Womb
Where We Lost The Substance Of Our Songs
Those Very Truths We Learnt To Fear
Ain’t Time An Infinite Cipher … !!!
That Kafka Dies Still Every Day
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