When it comes

This is the date of when it comes and you shall find how it holds. This is the unmasking of he beast inside, when it comes what shall it find. To come within your sole shall it find your Biden breth and with every breth comes every lie. The point is in you, don't tern back and you are incredible with with every last breth.

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