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know that the time comes for everything to get what true for it, weather good or bad you can not stop that, yourself witness itself doing your will, it's all about perception red or green pill, the world has become tried of love and trades for hate, for so is the evil of this world so great, people's fate have manifested threw the world's hate, souls are not born , so they can not die, it will witness your death as it did your birth, your past is birth your future is death, live in the present where your heart beats in your chest, the Rasta man the king dread was crucified so lay your worries to rest, in my in my brain, i exist on the highest plane, seeking the creator a force so great it has no defined name, I am a living sacrifice my soul is fire, my temple filled with smoke, I inhale cause it's hell on this earth, searching for a rebirth of scared dirt, man was created to find his divinity not get up at 9 and go to work

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