A Slip
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A narrow lane that Pass by
Numerous grim left over
Discern or departed quietly
Now it's mode of a faction
Beneath the way it's volatile
Copious that reflects all way
Stillness that pert always
But randomness that queue inside
Down the way it's charming
Consciousness that persuade inside
Attract all to its depths
A slip that projects inside
Chase of life is with haste
All the way its narrow lane
A slip that take to the depths
But the mount that not guaranteed! ! ! !
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