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Jun 7
Set Sail,
To the final frontier,
I promised my mother that I would prevail.
When it comes to success, I'm a pioneer.

I'm like Gol D. Roger seeking the treasure,
I'm jolly like Black Beard, I have a lesson to Teach,
I'm like Davy Jones, ruthless,  because my hardships built me for pressure,
I have a cross on my flag, there's something on my heart I have to preach.

I might be losing the plot,
But even if I'm alone, one against the world, I will not need armor,
So whether you're ready or not,
Unless you're ready to **** me, because I promise you this, when the comes I will not falter.
Written by
Michael Pillay
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     rick and Micko
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