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Dec 2019
I'm bout to wish upon a star, and wish that there is something new up under the sun, and take the light years lightly, I've been a dreamer, but now a visionary, convince a missionary this is the life, you could die being mislead, I had a fear to the leader, the fight or flight sees it as a threat, betting this is critical, so I've expected and accepted overthinking cause my thoughts were better than the moment, until the unthinkable happens, I'm comfortable as a party planner cause it fits the people I invite, although within these nights I get carried away and bring some people who I know can turn it up a notch, paradox!, I'm bout the team!, although it seems.. when time clean up the mess it's on me!, count on us, to be the unpredictable destroying your trust, but keep it entertaining cause you'd never count us out.. it's a must to see us!
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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