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Lionist
She done grown tender headed
Letting her dreads grow wild
In and around her crown they draped over; devil in the details, but I take notice
I remember the moment;
Where we laid up;
hands playing in her new growth asking if I can twist one;
she more concern with her herbs and gar, asking if I can twist-up
and that's when I forget what ;
ever compliments I had pent up
take one King to rule the mountain;
But at her request I'd have to denounce it;
pack up quick, We can roam the continent, my strength she rivals with her consciousness, I'm confident my backs protected.. All hell...
Lionist
