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Drowning in the depth of dispair

Drowning in the depths of despair, everfurther
wearing a rain soaked cloak as my vail of shame.
Ever pressent is my unfortunate demise, down a road of unknown legnth.
I climb on the back of the devil as if his monkey, there I will ride as
I walk in the shadow of illrepute and lie beneith the tree of principle.

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