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When Un Was Shot To Pieces

A play on this town Thrusting Saturn by the grand An ecstasy of war To rightful rose And fresh in consciousness That we are higher than you For assistance by the arch And salt for days Distal points and molecules We ran Iran- twice this day In good amounts,– a prayer for you The solitude of Whale And ember birch A night is Man And at the altar,- people became us In ferdant house The rightful age And men in space abound And then to her,- This asteroid For all of Paul’s apostles To speak in rain and rapture In peace we ruin respect And don’t align with purpose But praying Men A simple sight of war And then to Adam Abuse of Andrew The short of ten Aspiring to our wager

Accomplices are many And then to curve this hour A spittle then Upon the United States Forever kingdom I am And Socrates is him The rightful answer And truthful day The isthmus by the drain Two colours for A place to call by line In Star of Men,- the Russian duke And slaying by the coast By five o’clock,- mercy was his And my it was hot A peace of how you are But circled to the can of tin And in his app, a chair Freedom be to you,- my hate is after And known forever A fear of rightful due In sorrows near The fractions of a scare All of this a dream A ruse in pain But we were full And atoms are To storm these passages At three and four apocalypse And I, that night,- running South Korea Was up with German wish To hold and get Flights for patterns And just estate Ensnared by one appeal With max Cathedral The Earth did apprehend us Across this view We rained a policy at will Called to night,- a dash to ours to get And what grown men do,- sending embers flying And that with flowers The rightful air I was bitten by this poem And men renewed war And the policy of his I was blown to pieces At Roentgen saving Matthew Across this curse and affront The aftermath of Dawn And tryst on that I was Kim Jong Un And fateful clause discern That Jeff is that The prophecy invent And labour and destroy The mass of self destruction And new Economy A new Rome And what a grave receipt The policy of day.