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Nov 2019
it's longest chain
to suit and unsuit game
a blood is burning in my vein
i climbing up on mountain top
i scream, i win, but that is not enough
you look at me with curved face
devaluation any steps
i am like Christmas tree on sunday market
my branches was decorate by garland
and everyone gives own price
they look at me like at the Christmas tree
Written by
Emma
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