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Twisted fibers, burning flame Random chaos, shooting pains Wild thoughts, running trains Flying solo, empty plane YOu are lost but I am not plain Very different , gold among grain I am a thinker, using my brain Away from the followers, they drain I soak out of bad like a strain I stand up and stand strong like a crane So high on the strongest strain Rising up like a fire flame Making plays in my life game So now you will never forget the name Makstastic
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Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 4:23 AM UTC
Forming fibers.
Twisted fibers, burning flame Random chaos, shooting pains Wild thoughts, running trains Flying solo, empty plane YOu are lost but I am not plain Very different , gold among grain I am a thinker, using my brain Away from the followers, they drain I soak out of bad like a strain I stand up and stand strong like a crane So high on the strongest strain Rising up like a fire flame Making plays in my life game So now you will never forget the name Makstastic
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Maksim305
Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 4:23 AM UTC
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