Excellency, by the time you read this I'll be gone.
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Long gone.
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Gone long.
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No longer adorned in robes, nor the finest of armor.
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Wayward grows a light exponentially beseeching me.
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Divergent boundaries suck the ocean in.
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Spit it out!
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Spit it back at my face!
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Testify / aliby.
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Mother nature versus father nurture.
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Oh monarch, throw your towel in!
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These minstrels must play their flutes at will.
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Hurry up, protect your people, incompitent fool!
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So overwhelmed with publicity, lacked patriotic integrity.
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But what's more ridiculous?
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Talking eggs breaking or the horses that are trying to fix them?
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Dug as ditches and trenches, book-ends on benches,
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the life of the party, hog-tie park ave, monopoly.
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He claimed he knew cindarella.
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'She was a whore let me tell ya!'
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A whore?
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Insider trading with the earth.
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Chitter and chatter and haggle and hustle for all it's worth.
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It's either human flesh or soil, replenished from each other.
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I can't stop recycling self.
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Come on!
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Dissemble the conscience.
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Long gone.
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Gone long.
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All The King's Horses
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