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I point the finger With all the labor to lift it Always outward Never in My pupils burn Give me justice soon The accusation is flagellation Bow and beg Temper my rage My Seraph stare You're the problem
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Jan 31
Jan 31, 2026 at 11:50 PM UTC
The guilty
I point the finger With all the labor to lift it Always outward Never in My pupils burn Give me justice soon The accusation is flagellation Bow and beg Temper my rage My Seraph stare You're the problem
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Jan 31
Jan 31, 2026 at 11:50 PM UTC
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