Day 06 / robust

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I know I am wasting my breath

Not even in my death will I step up

I'm used to be a zombie and follow along

Close your eyes and smoke that robust crown

I don't want to kill everyone by my side

Promise to see me one day?

Don't come near me

Every time I travel I just ramble

Never reaching to that robust empire.

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