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Talk About Retribution And Freedom
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...that you'dve liked to be the tool of slavegang rule(a memory of swollen lips while sliced-up backa token of woe) reprimanded for takin' up yo slackfor layin' claim to mine own; all me, I own this tootie boy bluemines, all mines, and mr. massa' this ain't neva been you...
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...To swim the depths of infinity and wallow in its freedomFrom the bowels of humanity frayed - this thing shall be. This thing shallBe the knowingReality denied/shunned/rebuked/gunned/Censored & Strayed fromThis thing, this proverbial it has passed over midnight tramping tricksOf shallow malice callous with impotence;This thing - from the seed of revolution...It must be respected...
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... Divine - but why flow with me, while the clock ticks,never stopping to pay tribute
Quench - but why flow with me, when the thirst of youcan stop here, never looking for retribut-ion; chemistry knows but I and you:the sound a magnetic vybe, the sound of God, the sight...
The thoughts - but why flow with me whilst wars and nuclearheads abounded in cerulean shadowsface the clock as if its an unknown entity,just soberly a markon the silhouette of your mask, your maskwaiting to be pealed like known bananas - Why?...
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...Before I was the pulse of aquickening sinking sand pit; Now my eyessee no imminent threat, my browsfurrow at no lust-laden nectar...
I spread my own jam -(buttered and applesque) fruit of gods..
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