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Not Alone
Words collide
I'm certified
I'm Dirt with pride
On Earth we hide
In the birth of light
I like your poems
Like psychic clones
I bite my bones
Leave this life alone
The fight is prone
To elevate much higher
You're a tire biter
To burn up an entire lighter
An insane rage
On the same page
It's all the same
I'm in a brain cage
To complain rage
Feel the small ashamed
I'm certified
I'm Dirt with pride
On Earth we hide
In the birth of light
I like your poems
Like psychic clones
I bite my bones
Leave this life alone
The fight is prone
To elevate much higher
You're a tire biter
To burn up an entire lighter
An insane rage
On the same page
It's all the same
I'm in a brain cage
To complain rage
Feel the small ashamed
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