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Final Round

Final Round

Of the women flock, two shall be selected;
Set aside; being divided: one in loved ones;
Another lustful ; a word of beauty;
a sentences of the most elegant ;
Their fate shall be divided into
Never embraced, Never kissed, Never slept;
From the men herd, one will be sent to hell
Separated from murderer’s and thief’s;
their fate will be declared during final round.
Hell is still vacant for sinners yet to be filled

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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