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Aug 2021
Well beaten is not the hard path
Hard to have heart when people are all math
And all are all that
People just wanna take away your wings and way
People hide their treasure and tuck their things away
I’ve seen His Grace so will sing His praise
A person that hates will project that trait
If you’re ahead they will aim to take your neck away
They say my sin is jewelry I will protect my chains
My sight is blind vision gone whole set is plain
Jet the whole plane
Written by
jacob charles
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   Fawn
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