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Jan 2020
What I have in my mind is telekinesis, power to move Messiah Jesus into my mind, and now he teaches while his word reaches, beyond the deepest, steepest where all the bleakest leeches here to the morning I was groaning from feeling all alone and, the foaming, got out of control you saw me roaming and stoning blew up the scene, it's like the wrong me was cloning consecutively, but see my art form was in the hearts dorm catch it in specks till it be where my mind limits it, no one's stealing it, the feeling is the exercising what your prizing, you must be inside where the compromising steady rising, cause then it feels good to get rid of the evils possessed, and then your like me where your life be committed to test the other strengths you have, outlook is now something you bet will only be the best, till the last breath where your sins are confessed.
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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