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Put the Gas on the Controller

Updated: Nov 9, 2022

hold the time

down the line

heaven walked away

from the find

till last touch we signed

names up in mine

future be no place

on he who had to face

the ones he sees in nothing

walked in line with the sum

of all the traits on income

without the figure of wisdom

hat drops from the door open at four

clock work on his pour

drops from the iris in yours

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