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Lucky Number 13

I woke up dead that means hell on earth, Plaguing weak minds so the sick don't hurt, Thirteens the sign that I exist on other plains, So badluck happens when I bring my earth concerns to my brain, The sick know this but the good do not know, Because having hearts something brought from hell, It tends to emotionally blind, Since I'm not a God I have to be a judge, As penal code 911 Moses is now the one, The dead will return to find jobs once again, Arise the dead of the streets do not beg as men, Thirteen means badluck falls on our command, By giving the homeless the walk of christ through its land, The mind is something to be cherished not abused, So Moses returns and so do all the used.

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