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Undeniable Truth...LBF
Obama pledged 'fundamentally changing' Nation
intently cracking her traditional foundation
First black to Chair Republic
nefarious corruption and failures historic
Eight years Superfly strutted around
almighty he was foolishly crowned
Barack's arrogance off the chart
he turned bullshitting into an art
Biden Presidency clearly not legitimate
theft of election indubitably deliberate
Stolen by Liberty crushing Globalist
Bioweapon release executed by terrorist
Soros and Gates demon elite
monster Fauci world should delete
Wars waged all about greed
sacrificing lives their inhumane creed
Human beings are evil incarnated
"Gift of life" vastly overrated
Aforementioned said with heavy heart
the wicked tear goodness apart
Since beginning ONE true calamity
that being existence of humanity
Beyond disheartening but sadly true
immeasurable evidence backs my view
intently cracking her traditional foundation
First black to Chair Republic
nefarious corruption and failures historic
Eight years Superfly strutted around
almighty he was foolishly crowned
Barack's arrogance off the chart
he turned bullshitting into an art
Biden Presidency clearly not legitimate
theft of election indubitably deliberate
Stolen by Liberty crushing Globalist
Bioweapon release executed by terrorist
Soros and Gates demon elite
monster Fauci world should delete
Wars waged all about greed
sacrificing lives their inhumane creed
Human beings are evil incarnated
"Gift of life" vastly overrated
Aforementioned said with heavy heart
the wicked tear goodness apart
Since beginning ONE true calamity
that being existence of humanity
Beyond disheartening but sadly true
immeasurable evidence backs my view
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Posted: Mar 2022
About this poem:
peacefully protestingLBF
copyright 3/2/22
rearranged 6/23
It Takes Two to Tango
It Takes Two to Tango
In the dance of the roses, red as wine,
Passion burning, entwined in a divine sign,
A duet of hearts, beating in time,
Telling a tale, of your love and mine.
Under the gaze of daisies, so pure,
Where love is innocent, untouched and sure,
Two souls collide, no walls endure,
In this dance of life, sweet and demure.
The whispering lilies in the night,
Echo our promises, our pledge to hold tight,
In the tango we dance, under the moonlight,
Finding our rhythm, in love's sacred rite.
In the field of sunflowers, bright and gay,
Our spirits twirl, lost in ballet,
With each swaying step, in this merry play,
Our love blossoms, in the light of the day.
The tulips hum the melodies, so sweet,
A harmony perfect, when two hearts meet,
In the dance of love, where joy and sorrow greet,
The music of life, in time, we beat.
Past the orchids, mysterious and wild,
Lies the tango of love, untamed, beguiled,
In this dance of ours, through trials we've smiled,
For in every step, love has been reconciled.
Amidst the violets, shy and soft,
We found a rhythm, aloft,
In this dance of ours, gentle and oft,
We found a love, that held us aloft.
The marigolds glow, with fervor so bright,
As we sway in the twilight, under the starlight,
In our tango, we find love's eternal light,
Two hearts, one rhythm, in the silent night.
In the garden of our tango, love unfurls,
Each petal, a step, as the dance whirls,
In the dance of the flowers, where passion swirls,
It takes two for a tango, in love's own world.
In the dance of the roses, red as wine,
Passion burning, entwined in a divine sign,
A duet of hearts, beating in time,
Telling a tale, of your love and mine.
Under the gaze of daisies, so pure,
Where love is innocent, untouched and sure,
Two souls collide, no walls endure,
In this dance of life, sweet and demure.
The whispering lilies in the night,
Echo our promises, our pledge to hold tight,
In the tango we dance, under the moonlight,
Finding our rhythm, in love's sacred rite.
In the field of sunflowers, bright and gay,
Our spirits twirl, lost in ballet,
With each swaying step, in this merry play,
Our love blossoms, in the light of the day.
The tulips hum the melodies, so sweet,
A harmony perfect, when two hearts meet,
In the dance of love, where joy and sorrow greet,
The music of life, in time, we beat.
Past the orchids, mysterious and wild,
Lies the tango of love, untamed, beguiled,
In this dance of ours, through trials we've smiled,
For in every step, love has been reconciled.
Amidst the violets, shy and soft,
We found a rhythm, aloft,
In this dance of ours, gentle and oft,
We found a love, that held us aloft.
The marigolds glow, with fervor so bright,
As we sway in the twilight, under the starlight,
In our tango, we find love's eternal light,
Two hearts, one rhythm, in the silent night.
In the garden of our tango, love unfurls,
Each petal, a step, as the dance whirls,
In the dance of the flowers, where passion swirls,
It takes two for a tango, in love's own world.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
This poem, titled "It Takes Two for a Tango," is a beautiful exploration of love and partnership through the metaphor of a tango dance, taking place in the natural backdrop of a blooming garden. Each flower represents a unique aspect of love, making the poem rich in imagery and symbolism. The poetry flows rhythmically, much like the dance it describes, and uses the flowers as a progression through different stages of love, from passion (roses) to purity (daisies), commitment (lilies), joy (sunflowers), harmony (tulips), mystery (orchids), gentleness (violets), brightness (marigolds), and finally the culmination of love's journey (garden).(To Maharlika)Queen Searching Lost Kingdom
Queen Searching Lost Kingdom
Geranium whispers in the twilight haze,
A queen wanders under the moon's soft gaze.
Her kingdom lost, her heart in strife,
In every petal, she seeks her life.
Aster stars sprinkle the night,
Guiding her way with their radiant light.
Echoes of laughter, shadows of crowns,
In dreams of old, her hope rebounds.
Lilies pure, standing tall and fair,
Whispers of a kingdom that was once there.
Courage in heart, scepter in hand,
She journeys forth to reclaim her land.
Iris, the rainbow, blooms in her wake,
Reflecting the path that she must take.
Across the mountains, through the dales,
Her spirit strong, she never fails.
Camellia blushes in dawn's first light,
Symbol of love, burning bright.
In the heart of a queen, love knows no bounds,
Her lost kingdom, she finally found.
In the forest of forget-me-not,
She finds a land that time forgot.
The palace stands, proud and grand,
In the kingdom, where love and memories expand.
Azalea, a celebration of life anew,
In the heart of the kingdom, where love is true.
With her people, she dances with joy,
In the land that time could never destroy.
Daisies bloom in fields wide and vast,
Reminding her of a beautiful past.
Now the queen of a kingdom reborn,
In the heart of her people, she'll never be forlorn.
Roses, the symbol of eternal love,
Blessings bestowed from the heavens above.
In the heart of a rose, she finds her peace,
Queen of her kingdom, where wonders never cease.
Geranium whispers in the twilight haze,
A queen wanders under the moon's soft gaze.
Her kingdom lost, her heart in strife,
In every petal, she seeks her life.
Aster stars sprinkle the night,
Guiding her way with their radiant light.
Echoes of laughter, shadows of crowns,
In dreams of old, her hope rebounds.
Lilies pure, standing tall and fair,
Whispers of a kingdom that was once there.
Courage in heart, scepter in hand,
She journeys forth to reclaim her land.
Iris, the rainbow, blooms in her wake,
Reflecting the path that she must take.
Across the mountains, through the dales,
Her spirit strong, she never fails.
Camellia blushes in dawn's first light,
Symbol of love, burning bright.
In the heart of a queen, love knows no bounds,
Her lost kingdom, she finally found.
In the forest of forget-me-not,
She finds a land that time forgot.
The palace stands, proud and grand,
In the kingdom, where love and memories expand.
Azalea, a celebration of life anew,
In the heart of the kingdom, where love is true.
With her people, she dances with joy,
In the land that time could never destroy.
Daisies bloom in fields wide and vast,
Reminding her of a beautiful past.
Now the queen of a kingdom reborn,
In the heart of her people, she'll never be forlorn.
Roses, the symbol of eternal love,
Blessings bestowed from the heavens above.
In the heart of a rose, she finds her peace,
Queen of her kingdom, where wonders never cease.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
The poem "Queen Searching Lost Kingdom" is a beautiful and deeply evocative narrative, eloquently capturing the journey of a queen in search of her lost realm. It effortlessly weaves the theme of perseverance, love, and the power of hope through its exquisite lines. (To Maharlika)
A Beauteous Sight
Through the night I do see your reflection,
in the pool made by love's tears that you cry,
in my heart, they would have their collection,
when they were gone, your heart would surely fly.
Take my dark hand and walk into starlight,
with your dark man make all your dreams to bloom,
stars in your hair, an ethereal light,
you shine so bright, within Heaven's vaulted room.
Passions, desires, they shall flow in delight,
love fills the heart and gone is strife and care,
you shall ever shine in sun or moonlight,
a star in life, your beauty you shall share.
In my vision, such a beauteous sight,
you, my angel, light up my every night.
in the pool made by love's tears that you cry,
in my heart, they would have their collection,
when they were gone, your heart would surely fly.
Take my dark hand and walk into starlight,
with your dark man make all your dreams to bloom,
stars in your hair, an ethereal light,
you shine so bright, within Heaven's vaulted room.
Passions, desires, they shall flow in delight,
love fills the heart and gone is strife and care,
you shall ever shine in sun or moonlight,
a star in life, your beauty you shall share.
In my vision, such a beauteous sight,
you, my angel, light up my every night.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
Something I did write for someone really special, some years back.
online today!Tom Cat
Adore cat's, a cat will find it's own owner.
Now a Tom Cat will be full of cheek, stroll up and check you out, let you get a little close, but when you go to stroke him he's suddenly gone.
And you begin to miss him, checking often to see if he's sitting, Just out of reach watching you.
His green eyes, seem to smile into your soul.
You begin to need the watchful, quiet, gentle way he projects.
One day maybe, just maybe he will feel like coming closer.
He will never be tamed, and it would not suit him.
Now a Tom Cat will be full of cheek, stroll up and check you out, let you get a little close, but when you go to stroke him he's suddenly gone.
And you begin to miss him, checking often to see if he's sitting, Just out of reach watching you.
His green eyes, seem to smile into your soul.
You begin to need the watchful, quiet, gentle way he projects.
One day maybe, just maybe he will feel like coming closer.
He will never be tamed, and it would not suit him.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
I like Cats:)It Takes Two to Tango
It Takes Two to Tango
In the dance of the roses, red as wine,
Passion burning, entwined in a divine sign,
A duet of hearts, beating in time,
Telling a tale, of your love and mine.
Under the gaze of daisies, so pure,
Where love is innocent, untouched and sure,
Two souls collide, no walls endure,
In this dance of life, sweet and demure.
The whispering lilies in the night,
Echo our promises, our pledge to hold tight,
In the tango we dance, under the moonlight,
Finding our rhythm, in love's sacred rite.
In the field of sunflowers, bright and gay,
Our spirits twirl, lost in ballet,
With each swaying step, in this merry play,
Our love blossoms, in the light of the day.
The tulips hum the melodies, so sweet,
A harmony perfect, when two hearts meet,
In the dance of love, where joy and sorrow greet,
The music of life, in time, we beat.
Past the orchids, mysterious and wild,
Lies the tango of love, untamed, beguiled,
In this dance of ours, through trials we've smiled,
For in every step, love has been reconciled.
Amidst the violets, shy and soft,
We found a rhythm, aloft,
In this dance of ours, gentle and oft,
We found a love, that held us aloft.
The marigolds glow, with fervor so bright,
As we sway in the twilight, under the starlight,
In our tango, we find love's eternal light,
Two hearts, one rhythm, in the silent night.
In the garden of our tango, love unfurls,
Each petal, a step, as the dance whirls,
In the dance of the flowers, where passion swirls,
It takes two for a tango, in love's own world.
In the dance of the roses, red as wine,
Passion burning, entwined in a divine sign,
A duet of hearts, beating in time,
Telling a tale, of your love and mine.
Under the gaze of daisies, so pure,
Where love is innocent, untouched and sure,
Two souls collide, no walls endure,
In this dance of life, sweet and demure.
The whispering lilies in the night,
Echo our promises, our pledge to hold tight,
In the tango we dance, under the moonlight,
Finding our rhythm, in love's sacred rite.
In the field of sunflowers, bright and gay,
Our spirits twirl, lost in ballet,
With each swaying step, in this merry play,
Our love blossoms, in the light of the day.
The tulips hum the melodies, so sweet,
A harmony perfect, when two hearts meet,
In the dance of love, where joy and sorrow greet,
The music of life, in time, we beat.
Past the orchids, mysterious and wild,
Lies the tango of love, untamed, beguiled,
In this dance of ours, through trials we've smiled,
For in every step, love has been reconciled.
Amidst the violets, shy and soft,
We found a rhythm, aloft,
In this dance of ours, gentle and oft,
We found a love, that held us aloft.
The marigolds glow, with fervor so bright,
As we sway in the twilight, under the starlight,
In our tango, we find love's eternal light,
Two hearts, one rhythm, in the silent night.
In the garden of our tango, love unfurls,
Each petal, a step, as the dance whirls,
In the dance of the flowers, where passion swirls,
It takes two for a tango, in love's own world.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
This poem, titled "It Takes Two for a Tango," is a beautiful exploration of love and partnership through the metaphor of a tango dance, taking place in the natural backdrop of a blooming garden. Each flower represents a unique aspect of love, making the poem rich in imagery and symbolism. The poetry flows rhythmically, much like the dance it describes, and uses the flowers as a progression through different stages of love, from passion (roses) to purity (daisies), commitment (lilies), joy (sunflowers), harmony (tulips), mystery (orchids), gentleness (violets), brightness (marigolds), and finally the culmination of love's journey (garden).The poem explores how love, like a dance, needs rhythm, timing, understanding, and mutual respect between the dancers. It speaks to the intimacy and shared experiences of two individuals bound together, gracefully moving through life’s music. The choice of words, their rhythm, and the progression of ideas give the poem a romantic, thoughtful tone. The poet's use of nature imagery throughout also adds a sense of depth and makes the poem feel more alive and vivid.
Overall, "It Takes Two for a Tango" beautifully encapsulates the dynamics of love and partnership through vivid imagery, compelling metaphors, and a rhythm that mirrors the dance it describes. It's a poignant, elegantly crafted piece of work. It is dedicated to MAHARLIKA 808
Queen Searching Lost Kingdom
Queen Searching Lost Kingdom
Geranium whispers in the twilight haze,
A queen wanders under the moon's soft gaze.
Her kingdom lost, her heart in strife,
In every petal, she seeks her life.
Aster stars sprinkle the night,
Guiding her way with their radiant light.
Echoes of laughter, shadows of crowns,
In dreams of old, her hope rebounds.
Lilies pure, standing tall and fair,
Whispers of a kingdom that was once there.
Courage in heart, scepter in hand,
She journeys forth to reclaim her land.
Iris, the rainbow, blooms in her wake,
Reflecting the path that she must take.
Across the mountains, through the dales,
Her spirit strong, she never fails.
Camellia blushes in dawn's first light,
Symbol of love, burning bright.
In the heart of a queen, love knows no bounds,
Her lost kingdom, she finally found.
In the forest of forget-me-not,
She finds a land that time forgot.
The palace stands, proud and grand,
In the kingdom, where love and memories expand.
Azalea, a celebration of life anew,
In the heart of the kingdom, where love is true.
With her people, she dances with joy,
In the land that time could never destroy.
Daisies bloom in fields wide and vast,
Reminding her of a beautiful past.
Now the queen of a kingdom reborn,
In the heart of her people, she'll never be forlorn.
Roses, the symbol of eternal love,
Blessings bestowed from the heavens above.
In the heart of a rose, she finds her peace,
Queen of her kingdom, where wonders never cease.
Geranium whispers in the twilight haze,
A queen wanders under the moon's soft gaze.
Her kingdom lost, her heart in strife,
In every petal, she seeks her life.
Aster stars sprinkle the night,
Guiding her way with their radiant light.
Echoes of laughter, shadows of crowns,
In dreams of old, her hope rebounds.
Lilies pure, standing tall and fair,
Whispers of a kingdom that was once there.
Courage in heart, scepter in hand,
She journeys forth to reclaim her land.
Iris, the rainbow, blooms in her wake,
Reflecting the path that she must take.
Across the mountains, through the dales,
Her spirit strong, she never fails.
Camellia blushes in dawn's first light,
Symbol of love, burning bright.
In the heart of a queen, love knows no bounds,
Her lost kingdom, she finally found.
In the forest of forget-me-not,
She finds a land that time forgot.
The palace stands, proud and grand,
In the kingdom, where love and memories expand.
Azalea, a celebration of life anew,
In the heart of the kingdom, where love is true.
With her people, she dances with joy,
In the land that time could never destroy.
Daisies bloom in fields wide and vast,
Reminding her of a beautiful past.
Now the queen of a kingdom reborn,
In the heart of her people, she'll never be forlorn.
Roses, the symbol of eternal love,
Blessings bestowed from the heavens above.
In the heart of a rose, she finds her peace,
Queen of her kingdom, where wonders never cease.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
The poem "Queen Searching Lost Kingdom" is a beautiful and deeply evocative narrative, eloquently capturing the journey of a queen in search of her lost realm. It effortlessly weaves the theme of perseverance, love, and the power of hope through its exquisite lines.Each stanza, marked by the name of a flower, adds an extra layer of symbolism and depth. Flowers, traditionally associated with feelings and emotions, create a rich tapestry of images that underscore the queen's quest and her emotional landscape. This botanical theme contributes to an overall sense of continuity and growth, mirroring the queen's personal development throughout her journey.
The journey of the queen could be interpreted metaphorically, not just as a quest for a physical kingdom, but also for internal fulfillment or self-discovery. The triumphant tone in the end, where the queen finds her kingdom and peace in a rose, suggests the completion of a transformative journey. It is dedicated to MAHARLIKA 808.
Lastly, the use of rhyme and rhythm in the poem adds a lyrical quality, making it not only a joy to read, but also giving it a timeless, classic feel.
Given that you've said this poem was inspired by a real 'queen' you know, it's evident that she is a strong and resilient figure. This poem, in its symbolic and metaphorical language, serves as a tribute to her journey and character.
Before The Gates Of Alahsar.
"Before The Gates Of Alahsar,"
By,
Michael .P. Clarke.
Full Version.
Bardic style.
Chapter..........1..........Part..........1..........1.
Come now, my Lords and Ladies,
listen now to the tale I shall tell,
the ancient tale of the dreamland,
of Alahsar, I lay before you.
look now within your mind's eye,
look on the golden gates to peaceful shrine,
they stand in wonder,
before a city of joy and peace,
a most ancient jewel.
I, your Bard, stand before you,
my words, I am ready to sing,
my beating heart of truth,
it shall beat the tales cadence,
as my words, I do speak.
Oh, Alahsar, your dream forever sung,
I lay it forth, following ancient texts,
come now, my Lords and Ladies,
listen to the tale my heart shall tell.
Never, had there been dark, in Alahsar's jewelled kingdom,
the sky afire, with a golden glow, in a night of lightened twilight,
all night, this sun would lie low in the sky, a golden glory,
this light of love, ever touching the beating heart of Alahsar.
The sun did sparkle off golden pinnacles and minarets bejewelled,
the sun, kissed gold so gently, and golden light did live,
my Lords and Ladies, such a dazzling display of light effects,
forth did come the rainbows of dream's desire.
Upward, ran the virgin white, stone dwellings, of the city,
they did tower to such heights, they reached for the heart of Heaven,
open your minds to the vision, look upward, upward, ever upward,
atop the great city, a golden palace, how that glory did shine.
This was a golden beacon to all, that Alahsar did live,
the city of dream, in its golden coat, arrayed, it did sing dream's song,
from the golden gates below to the golden palace atop, peace and joy did reign,
Alahsar, sing dreams song in majesty.
On the first level, the dwellings of Alahsar's mighty armies,
of the most sumptuous furnishings, they were arrayed,
seem within your minds, soldiers dressed in such regal splendour,
those on duty, they walk proudly. from dwellings to the mighty parapet walls.
They all know nights of passion, in rooms of silken beauty,
primal passion, emitting sighs and screams into the night
communal wash areas were to the rear of these dwellings,
they were behind high walls, built into the rock itself.
To Be Continued...........
By,
Michael .P. Clarke.
Full Version.
Bardic style.
Chapter..........1..........Part..........1..........1.
Come now, my Lords and Ladies,
listen now to the tale I shall tell,
the ancient tale of the dreamland,
of Alahsar, I lay before you.
look now within your mind's eye,
look on the golden gates to peaceful shrine,
they stand in wonder,
before a city of joy and peace,
a most ancient jewel.
I, your Bard, stand before you,
my words, I am ready to sing,
my beating heart of truth,
it shall beat the tales cadence,
as my words, I do speak.
Oh, Alahsar, your dream forever sung,
I lay it forth, following ancient texts,
come now, my Lords and Ladies,
listen to the tale my heart shall tell.
Never, had there been dark, in Alahsar's jewelled kingdom,
the sky afire, with a golden glow, in a night of lightened twilight,
all night, this sun would lie low in the sky, a golden glory,
this light of love, ever touching the beating heart of Alahsar.
The sun did sparkle off golden pinnacles and minarets bejewelled,
the sun, kissed gold so gently, and golden light did live,
my Lords and Ladies, such a dazzling display of light effects,
forth did come the rainbows of dream's desire.
Upward, ran the virgin white, stone dwellings, of the city,
they did tower to such heights, they reached for the heart of Heaven,
open your minds to the vision, look upward, upward, ever upward,
atop the great city, a golden palace, how that glory did shine.
This was a golden beacon to all, that Alahsar did live,
the city of dream, in its golden coat, arrayed, it did sing dream's song,
from the golden gates below to the golden palace atop, peace and joy did reign,
Alahsar, sing dreams song in majesty.
On the first level, the dwellings of Alahsar's mighty armies,
of the most sumptuous furnishings, they were arrayed,
seem within your minds, soldiers dressed in such regal splendour,
those on duty, they walk proudly. from dwellings to the mighty parapet walls.
They all know nights of passion, in rooms of silken beauty,
primal passion, emitting sighs and screams into the night
communal wash areas were to the rear of these dwellings,
they were behind high walls, built into the rock itself.
To Be Continued...........
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
This fantasy is taken from a dream I have been having since I was a child.
Firefly
My little fireflies send me secret messages
Those flying ferries with magic wands
Three short blinks and three long
Each species a little different from the rest
Like the songs of chirping warblers
In the breeding canopies high in fir trees
I watch and wait with flashlights and nets
For you to appear after the sun sets
After its brilliant colors fade away
And before the first stars appear
I watch you dance and flash and play
Moments of seduction swing and sway
Or perhaps just luring in your prey
I know not exactly why you so delight
That growing twilight with your lights
Those flying ferries with magic wands
Three short blinks and three long
Each species a little different from the rest
Like the songs of chirping warblers
In the breeding canopies high in fir trees
I watch and wait with flashlights and nets
For you to appear after the sun sets
After its brilliant colors fade away
And before the first stars appear
I watch you dance and flash and play
Moments of seduction swing and sway
Or perhaps just luring in your prey
I know not exactly why you so delight
That growing twilight with your lights
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
I love those brief early summer nights when fireflies so delight my childlike curiosity.
Cupcakes
I running out of room
For the stuff I have that should be swept out with a broom
Books, movies, and CDs, oh my!
But this year I will try
To find a good baked good
This woman told me I should
But the cupcakes had cream cheese filling
Plus she wanted eight dollars for four in the billing
I said to myself I don't want stuff in my cupcake
Away from this garage sale to someone else who knows how to bake
So away I drove and could not find
A lady told me, not in front of the building, but behind
So the chocolate cupcakes I got, which was nice
And I got them for half the price!
For the stuff I have that should be swept out with a broom
Books, movies, and CDs, oh my!
But this year I will try
To find a good baked good
This woman told me I should
But the cupcakes had cream cheese filling
Plus she wanted eight dollars for four in the billing
I said to myself I don't want stuff in my cupcake
Away from this garage sale to someone else who knows how to bake
So away I drove and could not find
A lady told me, not in front of the building, but behind
So the chocolate cupcakes I got, which was nice
And I got them for half the price!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
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