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Saying why don't you just put a bullit in my Brain and set me free you fool worshiping these Want to be gods fallen from the lost in times stars ? Make my wussy wet while I think of thee PG 13... You bomb bearing hitches; attached to your millstone Speakers snitches running to their golden bird atop The flower of power; wilting upon the pond A lily whom couldn't swim; so they attacked Isreal Amid their last gasp confrontation ? A culmination while Heaven laughed and Angels smiled at babies continuum in disarray.. Searching for dominence while bouncing within their blood drenched cribs.

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