We Ready This Music for Death Today

We have Nithish
shortly—
how are you?
I’m fine and you?
This very big quote discipline,
where you don’t have to.
Nobody’s taking down your posts.
You’ve reached starlight here.

Oh I don’t know.
Would you like some singers please?
Grab dumb ideas,
unless you put that in the shop,
make this beautiful,
give this a whirlwind.
We’re comin’ upon it now.

Brandin’ a microphone.

It’s got good music on it.
They will hear it.
You’re soundin’ the alarm.
Nithish is in trouble.
He needs help,
these five points.

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