PRIDE
I am a genious no doubt
With immense talents stout
Make master piece unique
With mere chunk of clay great magic
But calamly said the dust
Let not pride rest in your bust
For some day I shall knead your back into crust
I am a genious no doubt
With immense talents stout
Make master piece unique
With mere chunk of clay great magic
But calamly said the dust
Let not pride rest in your bust
For some day I shall knead your back into crust
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