Revelon
Hello world. I have been waiting to hear you say my name to hear you tickle my change and turn it into bills that sprinkle down into the pockets of my mind of my vision like sugar so sweet I've been waiting for you to melt at my touch wet with excitement for the treasure that you hold in the power of your finger tips I lick my finger for the taste of serendipity for the taste of quiet rain that falls from the sky clouded with memory I check my watch because I know it is time for the time of mine I can not waste a dime on negativity I have too much to obtain to much to proclaim and you to explain Hello World
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