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you must take the time to rhyme, the design is divine and you will find it aligns with the original minds of before times when afore lines were written/signed and mined for stage binds and weaved vines intertwined with the twine of dimes nickels and pennys deepening fines as greasy grinds gripping wine stines, snipping lips with widely-eyed shine sipping moonshine as they dined behind locked door were blinds which burglary was a dyne like a katabatic slope incline.

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