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legion
you're metaphorically slinging...
what you know about me?
nothing son
I'm here on the energies
out in the open
hidden agenda?
of course, isn't yours?
with a sleek introspection of a war,
tilt the years and see me true
awaiting this day for eons,
it is here and I am elated
are you sulking?
why of course you are
the interstellar minions are already celebrating
me?, I sit back and watch
waiting for the right moment
it's coming I feel it
while you kick up your heels and let things slide
I'm picking up the sense they add up, compute into high intel
the wet works bring it
I am a warrior with the will of a machine
but with enough pain accrued to exterminate for one and all time
so put that in your piggy stank bank
and do what you do, eat it
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