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Dec 2019
My nemesis is the emphasis of skepticism penning redemption, that's a sign they cause tension that's rarely mentioned, true intention is lessened, now confessions are twice self inflicted, we're not decisive, we're conflicted, poetry was goading me to blow a deed, breeds are mistaken, the Gangster's traces soon replaces basis, so they catch cases, can I face it when complacent, no I stare at the sun, Sin City hides pity, so I'm gritty for fun, now let the crisis add spices, take a slice and then shun, at the society though your notoriety is done.
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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