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Unwind and recline to dine on kind combined with wine but not white lines before I mine my mind and define the fine line between my friends that grind for the dime and those that resign to find the divine signs that shine even to the blind. I am not deny(ing) the light in shrines but it’s hard to get by without committing a crime. So try(ing) I can only bind these lines of refined rhymes, and thats how i spend my time.

still figuring out rhyme.

PenDragon