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Six bullets... Seven targets...

Mornin Sunshine!

damn ri its me..
Daddy up'd my ammo..
gave me silva bullets dis time..
my trusty six shoota on hip..

so where we at hun?

got six bullets..
seven targets
and only twenty-four hours to get it in..

first target be LIFE..
    *when i wokeup put one in her point blank range..

five bullets.. six targets to go..

where LOVE at?
    *got u in my crosshair hun.. dats ur ass..

now where my LOYALTY?..
    *almost shot my chest out.. found that las creature in my heart..

we still on the hunt! three bullets.. four targets..

Daddy said to hunt fa KNOWLEDGE..
    *so i did and do daily.. eer day she get betta.. but today im puttin one up in her..

makes it easy to bring WISDOM out from hid'n..
    *gotcha!

one bullet.. two targets left.. this las be tricky.. takes patients and poise..

UNDERSTANDING.. where u at?
    *always the bes hidd'n..

-holds breath.. finga on da trigga-

if i get dis ri Papa will hand me the seventh pot of PEACE..

    *dont even need a bullet..

8^/ wakeup world!

    *les make the most of this...

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