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yack

imagine am solitude

each and every place am solitude

even more embarrassing its cold within the longitude

i cant reach the amplitude

its done because i will be first eleven and not substitute

at-least no food my hunger to substitute

but each and every day am solitude,destitute

oh my GOD AM DONE

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