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Ill Catch you Later

The present is the pasts change
The future still so strange

I ask the future to...
Turn my dollar into many more
Give me wings and let me soar
Give me power and let me roar
Give me an honest wife and not a whore
Change is so strange and I am weird
Perhaps ill shave my eye brows and grow a beard
You dropped my drift
Give me a lift
I’ll catch you later
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