Pulling Punches

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Bumped Along the Styx River Sanzu
We got no Vision, got no hound

One still, survive, build to last
Over the same cloud and rainbows we share
Above the linked ground we stood tall

I pulled all digs bellow below my belly
Such a distictive act on my own willing
Please sir, Please Madam, I beg
For lost causes you threw before


I must confess i did something wrong after
My mind shifted towards the light
There i saw it, the booker page
It looks at me as i approaches
I raise a Raining Punches over the grill

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