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Your Faith lights the shame, Its Fog on me,
The Dark Boundaries that the law stops 2C
These holes Ive seen dug 2 wash,
Digging the graves after the solve,
I wonder if U fill the cracks,
Down inside these racks,
Manna magic agony of the pain,
Every way that the baby is trained,
Laughs comes at the old covenant of pressure,
The thoughts of insanity 2B plenteousness,
Nice scattered toys take the inward parts of chokes,
If we hast nothing humility rocks the boat,
Heart of a lion cleats upon the pack,
Symbols famous by the respect they catch,
Fist forever searching the space,
Cut up by razors in the face,
Leveling the cinder in the bay,
Manna magic the knowledge of today.
