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sunday, february 3
A Poem
The people like to spy upon other. Everyone know it is poorly, it is ugly, all hesitate of it, but... Everyone spy. Spy in childhood upon the mom and daddy, spy at school upon the schoolmates and teachers. Spy upon the neighbours, parents, children, friends, enemies, behind the men and women. Spy All and always.
We tender you to join spy