Surprises of the suspicion now airs,
And winds upon the shore of mortality.
Applause! Lest the stone swept alone,
Lest the visions explore intentions.
You never know, a correction may criticize,
The critics of credentials!
Respire foaming seeds of time,
Shall confine desperate expulsions.
You never know, the one you know,
May surround intimations upon thoughts.
And then if you beg for suspicion,
You never know, someone deploys,
And offer factual immortality,
You never know, the change may differ!
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