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Let it stream Be believable be-come a beacon  an What am I butta heathen So to me **** talk is a cakewalk I'll chalk it  always Straight up Block it outta memry Non-stop Vestiges I Never been so Non- chalant Null in void So numb to it But sometimes heaven hits ... And after a billion epiphanies A weakened soul Can be made redeemable All on my own now
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Apr 19, 2024
Apr 19, 2024 at 1:25 AM UTC
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Let it stream Be believable be-come a beacon  an What am I butta heathen So to me **** talk is a cakewalk I'll chalk it  always Straight up Block it outta memry Non-stop Vestiges I Never been so Non- chalant Null in void So numb to it But sometimes heaven hits ... And after a billion epiphanies A weakened soul Can be made redeemable All on my own now
Had a quarter of a notebook filled from my days at the halfway house most written when im newly out of jail everything is new and fresh and overwhelming... Oh camryn if you only knew what was coming haha
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Apr 19, 2024
Apr 19, 2024 at 1:25 AM UTC
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