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So I wonder who killed JFK Was it a man named hunger play Movie predator and the pray Simple action and meditate Total hopeful and kinda delayed And every murderer repaided Believe Carma Cola faded The first place designated Time is at hand the last days World War 3 in Trinity ways Isreal in the east State stays Stay and drop bombs and Jay's Jordan the Illuminati create Jordan and Nile river  cream mate..11.11 Ethiopian Princess great Great Great grandpa SEeD DNA Additional rest to retaliate While u lie and legislate Regulate revolver reinteirigate Now game over checkmate From Pluto to Mercury And the planets inbetween Through in some moons And we'll make the trip clean Going control to starship one Your journey has just begun 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blastoff your off to the stars Is it a journey to find life Or is it a journey to find a place to hide With the heat of the sun upon my feet I try to keep my starship neat Now to the outer skirts of the milkyway I think I see life or could it be a knife This journey is killing me what a fight Is the end or did I find life
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Aug 16, 2016
Aug 16, 2016 at 11:20 PM UTC
Andromeda orionde
So I wonder who killed JFK Was it a man named hunger play Movie predator and the pray Simple action and meditate Total hopeful and kinda delayed And every murderer repaided Believe Carma Cola faded The first place designated Time is at hand the last days World War 3 in Trinity ways Isreal in the east State stays Stay and drop bombs and Jay's Jordan the Illuminati create Jordan and Nile river  cream mate..11.11 Ethiopian Princess great Great Great grandpa SEeD DNA Additional rest to retaliate While u lie and legislate Regulate revolver reinteirigate Now game over checkmate From Pluto to Mercury And the planets inbetween Through in some moons And we'll make the trip clean Going control to starship one Your journey has just begun 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blastoff your off to the stars Is it a journey to find life Or is it a journey to find a place to hide With the heat of the sun upon my feet I try to keep my starship neat Now to the outer skirts of the milkyway I think I see life or could it be a knife This journey is killing me what a fight Is the end or did I find life
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Aug 16, 2016
Aug 16, 2016 at 11:20 PM UTC
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