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Script Of A Dead Poet

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the coffee black and nearly cold and i look back while hours pass by a sheet of paper on the table torn to shreds if you are able to solve the puzzle, try it's my last script that you may hold or wipe away when the bar has closed my last remains here in your hands and in the end what i was writing for, i just don't know don't know how many times to make youy understand or was it for the triumph of applauding hands


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