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...Foetus was growing At the cost Of uterus mother's organism... My thoughts Has gone in torture I hear - why !? I don't I feel touch. I torture other vicim - why !? Question why scoring I say to you? Degenerated conception of creepy Created by aversion & death Vision of their own nation I remember moment Saturated with Looking at massacre - why ? Innocent's blood is

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