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May 2011
If my thought is the bullet I shall pull it back and **** it slow. Stock, cocked and ready to go. Built up courage, I let my thoughts flow. Right from the chamber out the mouth of the barrel. Heading straight for you, now you feel what I'm saying, words deep run all the way through. Knowledge is scattered everywhere, did I just blow your mind?
Written by
Mario Hamblin
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