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It's sad that it took a leach for us to perceive how close we can be but to that I say thanks to the present greatly, you're a gift heaven sent to me, an angel but I'll still be protecting till I'm resting but for you I'll keep beating, any freak who be demeaning will be caught for treason or dreaming of hurting you they'll end up decreasing their life span because God damn you've changed my plan

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