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Cunning Eyes
Lamentable-levitation, poor journey
Thereupon a disabled-destination
What holds that?
What is in it?
Cunning eyes focus on that
With shameless and ugly tricks
I thought
I stayed with thoughts
I felt shame
Shamefully bowed my head
I often grumbled, with myself
How people are cunning
And selfish
For their purpose
They let sink humanity
And stay virtuous human
It is the biggest crime of the universe
In the judiciary world,
No one judges such crimes
Look like as
The day of justice has come
The planet is under it
What is else, we wait for that?
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