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I Don’t Need Any Titles
Perhaps you already THINK wrong of my job
Without distinction. yeas pass by me
Blind dreams drown me however trying
Concsious error
BIG SERVANT
What already engenders beauty in features
I rebuke myself a little for these feelings
I don’t need any TITLES
I only seem pure
Title are literal in strength tif you grow accustomed to the average
Sleep visits already like death
We must win this fight, often destroying the centres of our hearts
The strong of heart must do their jobs
BIG SERVANT
Question the lasy, easy river
I rebuke myself sadly
I don’t need any TITLES
Justice together in protection
I don’t need any TITLES
I don’t need any TITLES
I only seem pure
