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Mist is a breeze, like the exhaust of a stone.
Nothing of faith, with money and gold, can bring me a pile of lavender mold.
A pinwheel of sugar, a pinwheel of hope, can bring down the heart of a calendar cope.
Haha :P this poem probably doesn't make any sense :D Hope this helps!
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B .infringe because it means to breakout curmble
Fill in the blank with the correct from of the word given in bracket.
The proposed plan will not satisfy every one