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Jun 2022
The world is crooked ;
In its twisted       grip ;
it has us          hooked ;
and I fear every   slip

They call me a   perfectionist ;
I'll work until I'm the      best ;
There isn't a step I'll         miss ;
Nothing is worse than a mess
Written by
Dinamus  17/M
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