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Feb 2017
Ever law of nature, every force of action
All for your pleasure, at least in some sort of fashion
Your ceaselessness entertains me, the thought of you not knowing.
Although the reality pains me, your lost in all this throwing.
I wish i could help you  breathe, pull the air into your lungs
Feel your anger seeth,  or your heart beat flung.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
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