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Advertise my soul, capitalise from my sins. Dig the earth for coal, a market built for kings. Suppress for your control, fill your life with things. Abolition of self-control, a life attached to strings.
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Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 3:31 AM UTC
Ya Want My Money?
Advertise my soul, capitalise from my sins. Dig the earth for coal, a market built for kings. Suppress for your control, fill your life with things. Abolition of self-control, a life attached to strings.
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22/F/Australia
Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 3:31 AM UTC
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