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Skulking in the darkness rue,the reaping reaper waits for you.Slipping in and out of death,waiting for your final breath.The reaper takes you by the h..
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A bit of an angry poem!
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Growing old does not change any sins
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Quite brutal in terms of empathy, the story of two different children and how they are so different, and how they overlap without realising.
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