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Felt Me Back into the Seat I'm just Passenger on this Retreat Quest permission for Revision of my Record. Was Reckless for good Reason, I thought so of back when I lost my heart and soul, my friend, so why wouldn't I flee fierce pierce through the Wind, air collapse upon I pass. A mushroom bloom, a ghastly rust, I oxidized the tempered dust, magnetized me any metal, Electrified the blooming petal, What good be Flower without Me thorn. Spun Out Vortices, Afflicted Storm. I was focus to test my fate, I had no care for my own state. I learned to walk a demons trail, they taught me well of how they hail. I thought I'd surely reasoned, I had trespassed.  However, was not the case..."jest how??" You Ask. Well, let not such tales go to waste, put to good, quick, make haste. I know mine enemy, and so have sworn, march until cast furies torn, the wicked from the weathered wasted born. Make great again, attest, transform. I rest my case for being born.
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Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 2:04 PM UTC
No Retreat
Felt Me Back into the Seat I'm just Passenger on this Retreat Quest permission for Revision of my Record. Was Reckless for good Reason, I thought so of back when I lost my heart and soul, my friend, so why wouldn't I flee fierce pierce through the Wind, air collapse upon I pass. A mushroom bloom, a ghastly rust, I oxidized the tempered dust, magnetized me any metal, Electrified the blooming petal, What good be Flower without Me thorn. Spun Out Vortices, Afflicted Storm. I was focus to test my fate, I had no care for my own state. I learned to walk a demons trail, they taught me well of how they hail. I thought I'd surely reasoned, I had trespassed.  However, was not the case..."jest how??" You Ask. Well, let not such tales go to waste, put to good, quick, make haste. I know mine enemy, and so have sworn, march until cast furies torn, the wicked from the weathered wasted born. Make great again, attest, transform. I rest my case for being born.
Look man experience is master... And wisdom the sister and knowledge the brother... encourage whatever
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Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 2:04 PM UTC
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