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Don't even Try itDon't even try it. Someday you might keep this up. God will help me suss you out. Someday i'll be up before you know it. Then i'll hear a few clicks and i'll know for sure. I'll know if you duplicated a tiny thing. God won't hide anything from me. The evil beneath you is showing. Satan is allover your fingers. All over your mind. So don't even try it. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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