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A doll, a man, a woman...read on...
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Life is mountain which rises as soon as its fall ends...
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The warrior comes riding from his war...he has won in single-handed and now...he meets his army...which is tired and which had lost all hope!
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A poem about how death lurks around the corner and strikes when you least expect it to!
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