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Riddle 1


(poems go here) Friends of authority, who am I? Parent who made you, intent to make me? I’m thy slave! Evil and angel handed me to you. When an evil open thy eyes, And an angel closes thy heart, Our love begins to bloom. You love me day by day, time by time, I’m yours. The whole mundane world love me, Yes, I’m still yours, in your hand. Time- our love is immortal! Time- you’re witness of this love Time- you strengthen our love. I give you everything you want, Then, you slowly dang hien thy soul. You’re my slave! He’s far way, I’m nearby you. Are I and He equivalent? He who made you, made me.
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