Adorning garbs of friends
but they're nothing,but fiends
with outward warmth
and unaffected vile bursting forth
8 eyes people
seeing all but theirs,
living life like a sequel
bald topping with none like hairs
weak i am cus am clay
moving toe to toe with each day,
not cuz am slow
but so we can all grow!
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