Hope of magic

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I'm in a state of mind I razor dice and phase a time then taze these rhymes but through, all these maze's I see, the light shine through the eerie dense forest, I still have hope that my life is fine, he is homeless on the street, no dorm for him proceed food stored in trash, hes receipt, is tored like old like this and told through his feet hustle he does repeat, until his hope recede, he will indeed become as he is seen hard work beats anything, your sword eats any name everything sang, it aligned because you can do anything if magic made it

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1 year ago