What makes you think you deserve the sediment of my truth?
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You should expect me to be so honest.
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I owe you nothing, no blue prints for growth.
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I can barely begin to tackle myself.
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A friend is a foreign term, good, better, best, intangible.
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Please, one at a time.
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It's all they can handle.
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Please let me blend as well.
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It's always too much.
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Cover at the repercussions of honesty.
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It means nothing yet still the world hanging on every word.
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Violence is no motive to communicate.
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Come unto me in all your glory.
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All consuming in this childish pride.
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Your blows so soothing.
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Is this proof?
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This does not cancel any options.
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Broken idols, so comical.
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I won't accept anything less than absence of prostituted smiles.
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Blend As Well
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| Coalesce |
