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Dec 2019
Nothing more than just the slavery on my back, I try to shake this monkey off and train it just to act, like privileged citizens with monkey see and monkey do, society inspired me to higher my IQ, but with EQ, I'm playing "I see you", don't take things personal though, although it hurts to know, trust me.. replay theΒ hearsay!, I heard it was a clear day, concerned about the rainfall, I'm sunny as can be, picture me bout to break through, robbing you of your brain fog, gifted the brightest gratitude.. the highest I can go?.. judging by the latitude, I was happy go lucky with attitude so for your info.. my horizon can encompass the sky, to the highest degrees, what's a limit without a doubt?; I'm talking bout what you rarely thought about... contemplating numerous rumors with new sense, no need for two cents, abundant with the change to cash in, and lasting with the cash in advance, it's a chance to enhance the aftermath and alternate the blue moons to a green earth, recycle this cycle but innovate it, so it can keep worth.
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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