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This poem has been set in a fridge. A fly that followed its instincts now is trapped in the grip of the cold fridge. Despite the sorrowful tone, it expresses the call of nature. The bare unacceptable truth is now to be unveiled into silence, the calmest of states. Hope you like it!All Rights Reserved

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THE FLY'S LAST STAND
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