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Copy Me not, without my Right of Approval Patent Me not Profit from Me not Prophet from Me with My Grace U cannot move My Soul, for My Soul is all Soul and SHe resides at Hir Will, where SHe Will U will never be My god I will never be you Dog U have much to Learn I have much to teach We have far to go We have Genes that reach Prose Above, Arise below Small I feel yet huge in observence dynamic - Derives You No Attachment Modeled In Creed cloned - Creates In Leaverage Of Nietzsches' Enobled Deed
Existence, being an entity with substance. I remain with posivity in quiddity; sober of the truth of realities. Present as always in stubborn co-existence in space, in time.
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