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Wow Can Not Believe It

Ok so now poem is written to borrow someone's soul, hopefully it is gold. Now writing this poem to rhyme is the only way to kill some trees and waste some time. Done this for years but it is hard to do when all I got is tears, in my eyes for people like you. Lost and found, mane I see that around town but I didnt know you wore a crown. Mane is said to describe an object or idea that leaves most people speechless, it is a M.E.M.P.H.I.S thing. memphis= Maybe Everything Mourns and Prior Healing Is Seduced. That is cool that is fair some people think we are a pair. I saw naw, all that is done is writings about You. Take it how it is thrown at you

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