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FREEMASON
77 Zebras
Crossing the road
At zebra-crossing
My people donīt
Observe rules
They donīt use seat belts
Have you ever admired
Yourself less than you?
My enemy.
Cast an angle, my enemy.
Fresh lessons on my
Pyramids. We care.
Broken mirrors have minor
Magnets.
Crossing the road
At zebra-crossing
My people donīt
Observe rules
They donīt use seat belts
Have you ever admired
Yourself less than you?
My enemy.
Cast an angle, my enemy.
Fresh lessons on my
Pyramids. We care.
Broken mirrors have minor
Magnets.
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