everday
Bartholomew SpearsThe ice is melting by my warmth, I was frozen like a statue, erosion is a have to, explosion with this wrath blew, up big bang, with drew, from the disdained, that tried true, what is his name Bartholo, pop my smart colla, then start hollow, be the Man, in this evil land, peep his plan, for our greiving in, these uninfortunite, events, im torerin it the torch for decents, of ferments, they cant decern this its fundamental, intercontinental, from humble, gentle now rumble tremble, the enemy, send him as a memory, testing true entity
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