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May, The month of my birthday, This time, I can't wait, Candidates don't want to be late. May, they will act like a pope, For the sake of votes, Pretending to be on light side is the solution. For the sake of position. Confident people on the posters, The choices are their numbers, Something you dropped will be the country's future, Don't let yourself be fooled by their sweet words and gestures.
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