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πππππΎπΈπΆπ ΙΣΎΕ¦β±€ΘΊ π’πππ½πΎπΈ
the clothes
stayed pressed,
the stares stayed hollow,
and somewhere
behind the curtain,
the country kept rotting
πππππΎπΈπΆπ ΙΣΎΕ¦β±€ΘΊ π’πππ½πΎπΈ