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What lies on the ground
Hurts what prowls
Unloving unjust for not to see the seal
Of fate you just sealed
A terrible deal for an innocent creature
Just to be lazy not so pleazy
For other than self
Festering with greed
You torment the less fortunate
only not to to harm meant to calm
bothering with none to see the not so seen
what may prowl be your fault
for your not seeing the fate
you dare not see sealed
before your eyes





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