So to attest
The suspect is to be wanted by the majority.
Is it a crime to know?
Is it a crime to be happy?
If it does not resonate with you, why check it?
When the location is on, why track
As Life is freshly fresh to go.
So what is to be expected?
So what is to be needed again?
When the case is screened to prime.
When the information is dusted like it's a set crime.
Afterward, It was hacked to last
Afterward, it was exposed to transparency.
Ransacked to the last bit.
As too much and so much is known already.
What do you expect if your shade isn't protective?
What do you expect if seeing is not believing?
As skeletons and Imago are in the cupboard and hanging shelf.
Why won't the detective work?
Why won't the sly talk when traded?
As the plaintiff's allegation is a bulky novel
The suspect in the notice looks like a prospect.
As Life is freshly fresh to go.
What do you think when conflict arises?
What do you think when the climax is the uppermost?
Finding the Hamartia for the tragedy story
Finding the loopholes where blocks are set.
Now that the case is closed
As the plaintiff has lost.
For it is meaningless to appeal.
As the suspect is wanted by the majority
Without a statement of fact.
To govern the arrest.
Only to blab to the field
So to attest.
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