would I find an itch?
or would I find a chasm
corroded by a bitch
either them be true
my conscience it doth say
just stick a plaster on it
we'll look another day
Canna see the light shining past yer heed or the shadow where yer are when yer lie deed canna see the sparra in the field of gold nay’ or se...
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