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an unknown place so far away alone a glowing nebula a universe dethroned

we cannot reach you this is a final transmission make your choices now this is your last decision

an unknown place so far away alone a glowing nebula a universe dethroned we cannot reach you this is a final transmission make your choices now this is your last decision

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I mean, it'd be nice to make money. Not sure if I want fame. Maybe at one point I did, but even when I was a songwriter it was never about that... Sometimes make money though... We'll probably be famous when we're dead

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nom de plume my friend.

Poets and musicians that aren't fake or made up in kikeywood are never successful until they are dead. That's the beauty. Our art means nothing in relation to money, as it's an inspiration to conquer the masses minds and create a revolution where we establish borders, ban multiculturalism and evict all street dwelling illegals and niggers to provide for the rejected, natural born, White, legal, homeless and downtrodden!

Death to the left!

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Well said Alfie, well said

My old bassist partied with Taylor Swift before she was famous. That could've been a meal ticket... Or she'd fuck me over to make a song. Lol