If I die soon
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Ultima pubblicazione sab, dic 24, 2022
Die tomorrow,die today,die next month,
Next year die soon I don't want too and not afraid too but I will to have beautiful black children with pride
I wonder if anybody ever give a damn does my life really mean something
Well, try to be a better example, but I think I failed
I'm living and learning at the same time may I be divine so I can survive hopefully
My intentions doesn't deflect my results
Of manifestations
We live, we die then we may be born again, and start it all over again.
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