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///////////// - the stores who sold Christmas at allpoetry
Three quarters past dawn...
All the shoppers, a-snore - what can not go wrong at allpoetry
Death is not partial. It is
The part beyond, pursuit of ever - where we go around at allpoetry
How odd to have faith in a circle
Open enough to uncrowd us.
