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the pc teamwrote this beautiful poem for the CV team:
Mind swollen, head pounding loud
A voice cries out like a slovak monk
the face wired and weary
her eyes moist like swamp
go father into the twilight and rest your legs
o father my champion may your dawn harken a subliminal pulse....
Mind swollen, head pounding loud
A voice cries out like a slovak monk
the face wired and weary
her eyes moist like swamp
go father into the twilight and rest your legs
o father my champion may your dawn harken a subliminal pulse....