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As our mind draws blank.

We can’t wait behind laws of last ganked bait.

Pulling pranks at all gates with blind dates

from shake to state.

Roam ’n and zone ‘n not know ‘n what’s hone.

Sown by words for a crown of a clown.

My style brought curves on bubble-head birds.

I’m humble while I stumble

with double-edged swords.

I fumbled troubled w***es,

who crumbled gullibly at chores.

Founded lovable spores to be suitable

for what they do to you.

Still lifted, got gifted, bills are sifted.

Shift ‘n wrought real swiftly, ya feel me?

From their sight they see me not

in this present form of life.

Providing forced hiding by a short deciding.

The strife might excite our rights

to fight as fathers.

Pray all night ‘til the day we unite lathers.

Stay with ‘em, pray with ‘em, be straight faced.

Faith based grace keeps the

paste weight paced, no waste.

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