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Dec 2019
It's lethal once you prove it's legal, speak to your talents, malice balanced with the madness, built the palace, status crashed in Dallas, I'm boxing toxins, socking hemotoxins, stocking oxygen, head-locking, what's detoxing clocking in for prospering, bottle of this gin is slim, grim sins are close to me, ain't no toasting, get the notion, I was broken, Coke, they chose to motion me, I'm supposed to be, newer, chasing super duper clues, so I can't lose, and pay my dues, this goose is in to just confuse, I'd like to cruise and kiss this musical commitment we disputed for, as usual your beautiful from head to cuticle, plus it's cute to pull, in, instead of simply pulling out, right out my mouth, I'm bout to shout, MY TALENTS SPOKE WHAT I'M ABOUT!
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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