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I am Mecca
The end is near
Hold back your tears
Fight with your fears
Not against or upon
Dusk till dawn
Immaculate flow that we on
Crash course in spending
Gain self control
Or consider yourself owned

Cheers on the field
A toast for every sip
Half empty glass fill itself
Won't let it spill
Overwhelms curiosity's theft
By force or will

Survived gravity
Landed on my feet
A trip too steep
Framing the blissful crips
Snow on the tip
Ice on plastic muddled eyes
Hobbies pass time

Sad and Lonely
Have some wine

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