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just to leave the substrate home like a phantom without a way to delineate any traction, struck out three times in high school, suspended in a trifecta, thinking you pulled a hat trick but realistically comatosed into believing your a maverick, a few likes social media rammed you into thinking your immaculate....

I was there to pioneer new inventions, even though hedonistic intentions relentless, everybody has their own space, their own energy, that's relentless, that's bent less, I rafted into the notion, that were all human, in the same ocean, just each to their own, when it comes to paradigm, a hidden potion, between the planter, of the zygomatic arch and maxillary movements.

The servant had a premonition, walking up to the master, handing him a plate of disaster, on a canvas platter. The herringbone jacket elbowed the platter, and now the servant wonders, if, he, even matters. He's not a run of the mill type of celtic, he used to help people, vent and live. Now he's out to give.

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Become the celtic, and relish, your own life, don't let the Roman in your brain, takeover, leaving you in vain, hugs bring you up, and other's close. Monkeys and humans, both know, that a tiny hug can bring a bit of glow, so let's go, check to cheek, heart to heart, everyday's valentines , no need for sweet tarts.

uhohh get rid of that alarm clock, it's just another screen, obsense, and in your face, and mean. Use a brick and morder alarm clock, tick tock, your life is ready, let's get it stocked. Laugh, feel the thunderous, bubble coming over, you like a typoon for a titration, it's a revelation, when we make eachother's day, and avoid and sway, from making this into just another day, keep it classical.

The Crucifix was a classical symbol of sacred death, in today's fast moving world, a willow tree and a deep breathe, can be a stretch. A human is not like a house, after it is dilapidated, it can be renovated, plugged into the an outlet of positivity, and recalculated.

A baroque focus, Napolean put in, he's twisted in thought, but readily he fought. A strategist with a map, his enemies couldn't see through his x,y,z plans, they overlapped, and ran laps.

In Asia, they crave, the good luck haven, sending out products priced tagged at random numbers, a business haven, we set 99 cents, and call it the only, In Asia, they set 88 cents, and feel like that products solid in solidarity, it's lonely.

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As we weave into the thoughts of humanity, we brink onto the mental slides of reality, two seeds, one blue pill-seed, one red pill-seed, men and women. Boys and girls. In a mosaic way, she likes to stray, he makes a move to stay, right in front of her moving lips, dropping jokes and tips. He questions as he sips his morning mocha latte, and whispers to himself, will the bottom of this latte, have the answers to her questions? A thought he'll never know, unless he networks enough, to get a taste, a blow, of the winds of diversity. So many colors, so many shades, the only way to find his hue, is to pay his due(s), and socialize passively-agreesivley, and come about, anew. A constant yet pleasant struggle in forces of life.

I want to you feel something, shall we get away into the dark, of the dance floor, and get thin, shall we crawl the night, like were shadows of the dim. With my hesitation, I lost your temptation, and now were both recollecting our lives outside of this room, let's feel something, do I need to show you something? Shall I circle back into the light, and bring you back into my fighting might; my body is right, tell me its not, girl its right, follow me and I'll take you there, or else this will be the last you'll hear from me!

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