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Perfections

Many have been written, I see them all as folly

I lack the prerequisite to dolly daydream

No peace there lies therein

Pursue the truth and begin

Again

This is no template for peace

Give me some grace

I am but a novice

I care not, a familiar refrain.

Your childish please mean nothing!

I don’t disdain your character or sense of place

But you are one fucked up dude

I don’t wish to be rude.

Tell me something I don’t know.

You cant face the truth of yourself

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