I'll throw you scraps and talk
The bad things
The language or the motive
Affected shown is
Self imitating
Trust the dying breed
The pitch I made has been
On my end I trust in
What's left here
To lie is
Admired you trust in
Without fear
You borrow
You Borrowed
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