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TAKE IT AWAY EYWA........
Manufacture me
Some glory please,
A sense of accomplishment too
While you're at it.
Muscle bound and strapped,
Some things are worth coveting.
Truth of sullying,
One's true form,
Clears that up real quick anyway.
Galavant in this play pen
World
Disregarding reality
Forsaking birth right
For prospective
Prospectives.
I wish I could really say I'm better
On paper,
I'm not,
That's why I'm here.
Unobtanium.
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