Always skipping over, taking credit looking over my shoulder, creating boulders for the competition to carry. Why hold her without the intention to marry, why scold those who question your sincerity, confusing those searching for clarity. Cleverly looking for new ways to lie on your belly, or lie on your celly, ready, set, your already treading. Slow and steady wins the case, unless they've been paid at an earlier date. Saving face just to lose grace, sacrificed it all for first place.
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DREEK0 (Pseudonym) (
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