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The Obby Master

And so the day comes to an end
Oh how I wish my soul would mend
The grief one feels is beyond reproach
When they obby so bad, they need a coach

I jump and weave and try to progress
But the obby is fierce, one measurable test
But my soul was saved when from the heavens
Came THE OBBY MASTER, (his real name's Kevin)

He guided me through the jumps and weaves
Now I obby with grace, and shift-lock with ease
The day is anew and my soul is saved
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