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To create
Pass on
What's mine
Now yours
Written in stone
No longer in sand
I'm gone
All mine for yours
To give all to
My children
Ain't got no mother
Came from my temple
All
When I thought them
My children
I never loved them
Why feel that way when their existence is my business
My children
They never listen
Vaped in the brain
Feral vessels of my self interest
My children
They are the future
Good luck with the mess I left
You innovators
My children
Pay dividends
Vomit and rage spewing forth in the drive thru
So don't lean on me man
Because I ain't got nothing to give
To my children
My children they're right behind you
My children they're gonna beat you
My children if you let them
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My children