To be blunt is honest,
although it seems a trip,
to speak on subject matter,
that leads to mostly Rip.
The character of spacial sip,
is knowing that you're placed,
with the birth of slavery,
that comes from family plays.
To never be acknowledged,
by person, place or state,
than to be blunt directly,
tells of reality spake.
Story is not in different,
the many of this walk,
buried back in thrifty,
as the Country stalks.
Written on our Foreheads,
so easy to just spot,
as if the carriage shapes,
the value of the pot.
Preyed upon for vital,
the energy provide,
sapped to fill the rivaled,
no stop to this decide.
Stuck in Mastication,
of the mental lie,
nothing more than spending,
a bit of time to die.
Nudes of pleasured skirt,
this eve of such imply,
no bravery is seen,
as stationed girls do fly.
Tapping into stream,
is easily inside,
take one look at sample,
the simple is the Scribe.
Upper Case Scenario,
deprived for best of my,
cannot lie to springing,
the cage of which is sty.
Don't worry for the chapter,
the book has not yet sent,
the pages of the latter,
have so far yet to set.
The proof of what is ample,
a Mind the whipping Kind,
to pick-up where the care becomes,
the interest for the buy.
Eventual numbers crunch,
not to press the Proper,
in release of knowledge,
the facts present the least.
For sake of nothing hidden,
the Mind retains inspired,
imagine if the real,
of Men did hug the Case,
instead it's Face the Space.
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