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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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chynaleo
This is amazing

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