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by Brendon Tumai

It's the kind of situation that fails to address, how do we find a way of cleaning up our mess. As time goes by we have not given thought, that every-time we think of things it is always mis-understood. As you read this lyric you will understand my mind, that every-time i type a word, each word is very kind. So understand my message, a message that i preach, that if you seek what you speak you will always reek, with the comprehension that shows upon my mind and with the volumes that will always climb, to the top of the mountain making lines every thing i write will always be a memory of a different space and time.

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