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Trying to write a song this is all I got ..for now

It was asphalt bakin' motherfuckin' hot.

Nothing else is coming thru the
universal collective conscience.
It has been null and void of late
blocked with word shit
foisted upon me 'til I choke and vomit
All I can think of is
Fuck you very much
each and every soul dead
turd who says what 's good for me is
good for you.
Fuck you very much

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