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Serpico

Serpico limit tree eye a passing passerby with tulips that fly into the eye we shall see burning with fire a gun for hire Serpico as Al Pacino go with the flow came out years ago carry on then let go elect new members place, spaces & traces Live it up As if the light of a skunk braided by the mere notion of goals barren sea onto remember me falling down on my knees love, hate & sweat so sorry that we met not so easy to forget... Attica ! Attica ! Attica ! beat one with a baseball bat live at each attempt porcelain tape some call it fate

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