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Jan 2020
Dear Mr President,

Witness our stagnant position, it's a greater concern than my anger it's danger, these last few months you have a mission, take the lead, commanding position, don't get pimped like you got in the past times, see they're scared when you veer to a new direction, past elections gave way to the fast times, I got more bolder just study my past rhymes, they can't compare to what I'm talking bout now, I took a new lead, now watch my victims bleed, they can't ask why, they can only ask how, it fuels their anger, watch me still take a bow, but this ain't bout me you're in the position to lose, they **** your legacy with the health care, terrorism, and welfare, look at this it's Trump and Ted Cruz, now Rubio done jumped in his shoes, but only Trump is the last man standing, they're just some finger licking, self inflicting, elephants turned into chickens, pause, their words ain't demanding, huh, drop the truth, my warplane is landing, I write this letter to fulfill you with urgency, I know that man is not perfect, but your job here is worth it, make it happen, to earn your face on our currency.
Written by
Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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