But first.
Fuck, i'm not a typist.
When my fuckin heart sings.
It thinks of.
The one thing that would maybe unite.
One Being.
To themselves.
Building upon U.S./US/us, together.
Even if I'm half the fuck ass-leep.
No matter how dyslexic my capacity this night.
Cixelsyd of which i accomplished quite well.
Music is the weigh to measure.
If you really do see.
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