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May 9
Intrinsic all these rhymes, like hindenburg with this iron.
Too windy here but I'm flying, I engineer what I'm writing.
So in the field all Heisman. so quick to feel what your vibin.
Like Happy Gilmore with the driver, If there's peace ill find it.
Diamonds in the rough my eyes lids stuck from your kindness.
Don't mean much but don't try m, like a piece of junk that seems so shiny.
Like helium I'm rising. Like a key to them I'm winding.
Like Media(meteor) so finite.
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Main Character  M/C
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