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Apr 2018
Don't think me like the others
It's not present in my will
To have it all be tranquil
I wait patiently for my turn
For everything to burn
For it is in the fight
I truly am alight
For what I need
Is for them to bleed
So don't confuse my calm
Or get ready to meet my palm
That isn't like the others
Nicholas Fonte
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