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Jun 5
Mad at the sciences of
Tisk in his bout
Mouth hike
Beats empty the spike
Twenty's a butter spread on
Calls the butler no wipes
Ticked and talked
No premis **** walks

Cuckoo clocks really re lie
No enjoyners the bass

Jennifer, hi why not interpret rap

Abbreviate that catastrophic
Resemblance
Nose around that collard

Your welcome under the layers of those sheets folks

Now koko Taylor voodoo woman
Good mornings on it

They try me on
Tell me my names not Oxnard
Oxnard Ventura too
That's a peace of it


I don't miss the money
Asking me why
My inner peace told me to make
A difference out of my self
I became calm with suffering
And the countries extended me a basilica to write Irish poetry
So again I'm torn jenna



The jealousy is left on your next track

I spoke with the clawing lotus petals
You see I'm no shameful child
Written by
kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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