

Trapped Under a Milk CrateThe upturned milk crate holds my demon. It rattles and shakes with ferocity, But I won't let it escape. I've kept it shut away for years.Trapped Under a Milk Crate
The demon's red-hot form caused the milk crate to Melt. Now only its total destruction can set him free, But once he's let out he can't be captured again. I'm not ready to let him loose.
Lately though the devil has been calm And it might be time to set him free, It's too late to do it myself. I need a guide through this operation.
Someone to hold my hand As I face the demon I fear, Someone to help me if
WARNING

Could We Shrink the World?Dance like listening to Heaven's song. Always hurting. Always listening. Always watching. Nobody sings. Heaven is love. Earth, you're dancing. You love like you're hurting for money. Earth doesn't sing for the love. But it sings for the money. You've been working; don't need Heaven's love.Could We Shrink the World?
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