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Brand new world of pseudo bridges,
Fall one after the other in deep abyss.
The candle of peace burns itself to the utmost.
Devils of this world in angels disguise.
They divide the humanity; they build unseen blocks.
They stretch their Hands though the Darkness,
Trying to suffocate the lambs of the world.
Mortal hands so dirty, so bloody, so deceitful
Around the Table gambling with mortal beings…
So called poetry@2019
So-called Poetry of Biba 
Pain stirring through the words.Poignant
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Thank you for taking the time to read it
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Wow, Amazing, Your site is so much eye-catching Biba. Excellent workout. I’m feeling good after visiting your lovely world. Blessings
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Your comment made my day sir. Thank you for visiting and for your time 🌺🌺🌺
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You are very welcome and best wishes for your blogging journey ❤️😊❤️😊
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Thank you, and same to you 🦄🦄🦄
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You are very welcome Biba
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