now that we got the nonsense out of the way, back to the real stuff.
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im on another platform, to see the damage done would leave you with a heart worm, Like the microscopic slick snake it'll adapt to its surroundings and give your soul a pounding for, it takes hold and molds to the inner soles of the feet to pave the pavement.
thrill seeker meets the quick thinker, indulge in the scenery and engulf everything you see, for it will never be as anything you have ever seen before. Embrace this skillfully branded, yet half crafted master plan to dib dab and frame the man, but man! it was all worth the moment to see his face blow up like a gasket and i dear this mutly basket to grab it, ill put his mind in a choke hold and seal the door and tell him don't back here no more.
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theres this theme that goes, joe blows what he fails to care so there goes the only soul joe blow knows. I made that up to carry with me on a sinful journey but much less this path ill take turns into a blissful syhmpony. Because i want to desperately leave this all behind, and take what i feel is mine, and since the beginning of time my heart has told me that this body is mine.
so up i go, to pack my things, i hear the sound of my heart sing as prance around my surrounding, boasting and toasting and hoping that the things i sing will soon ring true. young as my heart old as my soul i feel i must leave so i too may know how living this life really feels. i can't stay suckling at the teet of those who guide me. its time i find my own pathway. and dare i say. be FREE.


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