Mans Will Poem by Thomas Kane
Mans Will
Many notion spells a letter of doom to the nations.
Follow the proud and be brought up.
Sin as we all do never acknowledging anyone's sacrifice.
The path leads to dead ends and death finds them with no surprise.
Follow closely single file for the path is narrow and the gate drops like guillotine, you have to time it right to be like me. Or say my name To my....
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