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Jan 2021
Times up for a fix,
I have to restore my life,
Yes restore to factory settings,
That my Father High initiated.

Time's up to rethink,
And have proceed real quick,
And reshuffle the room,
To stabilize a brain and set it up again.

Time's up to brainstorm,
For waiting will take too long,
And distract me from the course,
With that i shall fall.

Time's up to stagger
But proceed with haste and caution,
My might not to waste again,
OHH! All will be well...

Time's up for a mute,
I pray for my well being,
So the system gets fully restored,
And save this horse not to throw,
Yes, not to throw its last,
But jump with kicks of life saying, Hurrah...
Written by
Evans Martins
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