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Jan 2020
If I was the last one here, I would let all fears, wash away and never be found, cause this my life now, talking to myself through my lessons, bragging and straight flexing, all possessions buried and resting, stressing my life confession to the LORD, I'm guilty of sin but now my heart is in peace, I can forever unleash bleak physique and then reach my peak, ready to teach my weak mind cause it seeks the meek, ready to meet the street where I will treat my leaks. FOREVER
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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