I see the shine, and most would say, "MINE MINE MINE." I find a shake the beginning to a new type of snake. Serpant on the rise, I see it in your eyes. Internal meanings are the juxtaposition of your artistry. Barbaric play is your complexity. See the moon, read the stars. Be a bee and guide the bar. Life scars mean ecstasy, as real impediments are history.
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