Centum Se(i)xāgintā Novem

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Don't play this game anymore
Won't tolerate it; so sick of this
Roamed in search of humor but you created war
Don't come any closer; or I'll be the one to insist

I'm so sick of your childish games
That shit just blows me up in flames
I'm so sick of your childish aims
That shit is just so lame

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