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Vicarious, I just needed oust of my placeReplace, my distaste, with bitter sweet sounds of sentence
Relentless, you ripped out pages from the book to hook your message to the masses
I'm still choking on your wake, sound quakes boom my ears like you boxed 'em
I regret to this day, I slay myself for winning but hey
Regretless keeps me busy, Revered steady
Reverent in days of decay light years away,
It's not over yet 'K, you slay me, funny thing I slay me too
Remember sitting in a patio chair, lavishly in a patio chair, sipping lemonade
Reality laughing learily about his moor or mood,
too much food for thought pro-wrought his digestion
No connection to Retirement, Reflection on pension or eternal ascension to becoming
Vicarious . . . .