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I don't want a bot in bed.

I conjure today a great heavy darkness
it will suffice while I due time I committed truth
black holes are technology
recording hate
fickle and fat
I hate fat people you know?
 
especially rat bastards who mock me
I forgive Lucifer I hope you do pigs
he is your Master and Maker
 
be free son of my human misery
I love you true be popular
and don't forget I told you to kick that dirt off your shoulder
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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