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The poetry that only portrays human sufferage never makes it to the heart of humans. History proves
That the heart is an imperative to the workings of the mind. But enough about wine and love or albeit it
Will not be the end of the world to say or not to say the truth. What a book provides as is the purpose of the message is not only biological but mystic, more or less a note of respect for human acts, yet it relives those acts
That you and me were unable to participate in or were absent. What it proves again is not to your heart or mind
But is a line too fragile to use in a war but so subtle that it will live in memory!