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Dec 2019
A conversation studying the heart within the man till we understand how it plays hand in our truth, knowingly salute a troop that always had our back for us and practices his discipline to hold his head and signal youth, simply a collective can invest in this experiment to prove we can grow, can we fail?, I don't know!, if a heart attacks' your way to prove your heart must still exist, it's a news flash for you, your liveliness was missed, how comfortable was you to say till death do us part, if your energy was running out of breath from the start, a question more or less that brings us all to a pause, especially if difficult to find what's the cause, now who's ready for war?, who wants to go and tear up some ****, relations on hold, cause what I hold can expose the ones that pose as a counterfeit, inherit the consequence, and what a coincidence, there's many with incident, attentive to the incentive, I'm killing it all.. one's that don't make it, it's just your fate that you fall, look at these investigations see how they question, but always figure out how we still don't know the lesson, I put it on me at least, to make sure you're put in peace, but what's in it for me?, likely prison with NO RELEASE!
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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