Noted. Each quote eroded before more dope, then, loaded.
Roll it. Lick opposite ends like 6s to 9s, stripped n exposin.
Bare essentials existential to this production along the trove it loafs in.
Naired the prepared credentials...
realization ever clear that this fold was worth moldin.
Delivery so sudden, most blown n dont notice.
A feeling not easily weeded out, with this jones'in so focused.
This is some good shit. Not the bud, bitch!!! This poem!
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Ahem.
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