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Autumn Square-Wear
Life will never be the sameTouch is breathing when you shareSmiles cry in the everlasting gameAnd only few livesAre in attentionI've locked them up onAutumn squere-wearWhere am I?Diseffective method of livingA chance of being only rightBetweenDeep compeaving and nusty punchUnwroten title for the endOf incommingThat appears. Never.Where am I?When I need me now, okPulling out some how...
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