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When I die
Don’t cry
Just know I was a King
Named B.T.Y.
Wipe your eyes
Show me that smile
As I’m cremated
I’m set on fire…
I remain in your presence
As you look up,
Down comes my blessings,
Gods Gift tattooed in my skin
Unwrapped
As I gave you all, my present,
That was right before your eyes
Which was… My life…
KING B.T.Y. 5/2016
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