A lip service!
Immediate steps,
Inward and outward moments;
Put in place to clamp it down.
I need help! !
But your unapproved routes are now noted.
Broom, boom, room, brands!
Polite;
With the heat of the muse of the sun,
But i will always put head on the pillow of the truth.
This glass wall,
To walk and talk;
Without a chalk in the hand.
Regulatory,
Authority,
Foward!
Allowing it,
To consider your ways;
With Underground structures.
Version, aversion!
Pound,
Found,
Dig, dignity!
A lip service,
But every year has its own stories.
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