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Perfectly constructed lines form
perfectly constructed letters form
perfectly constructed laughs and
perfectly constructed lives.
When will this house of cards
tumble—
when will
perfectly constructed liberty and
perfectly constructed love—
crumble?
Will this façade ever
end?
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