What should be done in bateraying days
With seazing hours and pensive ways
My heart is broken with thy part allure
Thee gave me sorrow, thee gave me sore
The lesson thee told me with thy sordid boon
My cares and dares all with the gone
How could I live without thee all alone?
Thee check my progress all alone,
I'll go solo with my moto keep it on.
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