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a.u.d.a.c.i.o.u.s
Lost in the strings
Of the spider’s ring
Time to get through it
But the cycloidal weit
Doesn’t stop it

Now I have learn to live
But hearing continuous shrill
Leaves me still
Wherefor standing on my owns legs
Sometime can’t get me thrill
Because on a deserted square
I can’t found my own’s service
So I decide ;

To find the real worth
I’ll be adventurous
Because I’m fanatical  for
a.u.d.a.c.i.o.u.s

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