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The King

The King

It's just me, with our dreams, we are thinking beyond a magnitude, reaching for the stars, and getting bigger, Let the holy ghost whisper, with all of the gratitude, I'm getting so high, I'm in the next altitude, please do not snoop, or call me rude, I'm just here, now let the seconds pass me bye, In this neighborhood, I'm just here, to pester you now, please ask me why? As I infest the sound, never call me weak, for I am above the ground, I've reached the peak, for every night, and Crown, I'm the realist, in this ghost town!!! TkETT3L Tyler Ace Kettelhut-The Skeleton King-

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