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my ideal


Some conditions are to close the deals . Break the seals . Business like takes away my feels and i feel like i jumped down fifty feet to break my heels . I steer away from all the reels they wont capture me unless im gone and they have faster wheels . Because im gone far , other impersonators trying to be the best but aint watching their backs and about to get hit by a car . Destination set to unknown im not really scared its a chance to prove im grown . I do everything on my own no help from anybody at home . Ill follow the every instruction as shown im serious as bad to the bone
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