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funny     that little yoke sunny side up in the span of  the lake every morning for breakfast bubbles up    what— great hen lays this egg on us. onus    now that’s funny this burden of  respect. what shining flight or light are we to prove our ancestry with      the sun— what throwback        are we. to cook up?
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و مَا الّذي يجعلُ مصطلحُ الوردة قبِيحة؟ -مَا الّذي تنتظرهُ من وردةٍ واجهت ريَاح عاتية ؛ وتُربة قَاحلة و بتلَاتٍ منهَا قَد ترَاخت أرضًا ، مَا الّذي ستصبحهُ برأيك؟
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I was alone. I am alone. I will be alone. But why People always lie? I can't hear it Every time! And then They try to come Back. And i Don't understand it. Why?
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