my verses and such

Production/Mix/Artwork by me
Singer: @ocoenia

Lyrics:
Dreams, no wonder why I never fall asleep
It’s crazy how I’m betting on my dreams
Dreams, no wonder why I never fall asleep
It’s crazy how I’m betting on my

And I bet on myself yeah
Dream until I die
Won’t put my dreams on a shelf
And it cost me my health
Yeah It’s cost me health
And if you understand the grind
You’ll know what I felt
Yeah, it’s all from the heart
A dream’s a world away
But a world ain’t too far
Reaching for the sky
No, I’m reaching for stars
Spitting countless nights
Even rapped in my car
On the way school
Freestyled the bars man
What’s the point of goals
If they never made you happy
Follow expectations
They’ll leave you in a bad dream
Drunk and crying inside of a taxi
Always felt my dad hated that he had me
Breaking all the furniture and kicking down my door
Every dream I’ve ever had he threw it on floor
And I’m picking up the pieces, walking through my storm
And I hope that it gets better if I rap about it more

Dreams, no wonder why I never fall asleep
It’s crazy how I’m betting on my dreams
Dreams, no wonder why I never fall asleep
It’s crazy how I’m betting on my

Dreams, no wonder why I never fall asleep
It’s crazy how I’m betting on my dreams
Dreams, no wonder why I never fall asleep
It’s crazy how I’m betting on my

Dreams, no wonder why I never fall asleep
It’s crazy how I’m betting on my dreams
Dreams, no wonder why I never fall asleep
It’s crazy how I’m betting on my

Have you ever had a dream that you, um, you had
Your, you you could, you’ll
Do, you you wants, you, you could do so, you you’ll do
You could you, you
Want, you want him to do you so much you could do anything

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Dead Dreamers Society Ft. Ocoenia

https://soundcloud.com/bigpicklebeats on the beat, masterfully
https://soundcloud.com/boof-radley on the raps, decently


Guardin' State (prod. BigPickleBeats)

Glow

Produced by Tranquis
Check out his page here:
https://soundcloud.com/tranquis

Music video dropping 8-28 at
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCP0uc4ngm32omHjBRotvYGA

Follow me on twitter and Facebook

PC: Forest Dempsey

Perspectives (prod. Tranquis)

Based on a tweet by jomny sun https://twitter.com/jonnysun/status/517461703630794752

Art and beat by me!

edit: thanks for 5k plays, I made it downloadable!

_________________

LYRICS:

He first learned the word "star" in a nursery rhyme
A verse sung to Mozart, a theme he heard every night
And when they told him to shoot for the moon he knew he would do it
Moving beside the planets, dancing to the tune of their music

Readin DK space encyclopedias, recesses missed
Each weekday at six, space episodes on PBS kids
He'd watch the comets flyin, learned at twelve to spot Orion
Read Dawkins, Hawking, Tyson, and then moved on to rocket science

Soon traversed the universe, flew unburdened, swooped and swerved
Left behind the rules of Earth and hung a right by Jupiter
Floatin on past Oberon, every heavenly deity
Slowly drifting freely but alone towards the Pleiades

He saw the spirals of galaxies in his fingerprints
The patterns of Saturn's rings depicted on every single tip
And gazed into the past at a perforated black canvas
Full of tiny lanterns that may already have half vanished

He was a speck of dust in the celestial ether
Left the clutches of Mother Earth, uncertain when next he'd see her 
A part of the stardust, the hardest part was losing track
Of his human past and future, consumed in the blue and black

And after so long as a cosmic message in a bottle
He wanted a shore to wash up on, a modern day Apollo
Post-Sagan space vagrant drained from aimless astral drift
His addled brain turnin asteroids to asterisks

At a loss, thoughts turned to his life before blasting off
"I just want to go home" admitted the astronaut
And as his words reverberated cross light-minutes, they found a soul
"So come home", through the static came the sound of ground control

But when he turned around to face the void in the dark
He heard "ｓｏ  ｃｏｍｅ  ｈｏｍｅ" spoken from a voice in the  stars
But when he turned around to face the void in the dark
He heard "ｓｏ  ｃｏｍｅ  ｈｏｍｅ" spoken from a voice in the stars

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alienation

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @chriswrightotj

Featuring:
@atwoodotj

Produced by:
@origamibeats

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@chriswrightotj

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Chris Wright - Get The Drums (ft. Atwood)

Sick prod. by https://soundcloud.com/xmittens
mixed by me

Naturally prod. by https://soundcloud.com/ntourageephekt
Featuring https://soundcloud.com/teeawgo
mixed by me

Lyrics:

I'm sick of rappers
My note pad been takin prophylactics
I'm sick of acting
Opaque as if nothing really matters
I'm sick of asking 
if i went what would've happened
Convinced it ain't worth the hassle
Like I'll just land in my castle right? 
I'm sick of bad advice and won't take my own
I sit up afternight with pads and write these neat little poems
Get each of the moments to sit tight so they have a nice home
I'm sick of actin like home is a place that I've never known
Cuz all along... mom and dad just want me to grow
And i didn't know it at the time but see they know that you won't (that's real)
See, we the type of folk that got a different kind of dialect
I promise when you find this you'll sub track like minuses
Can you find a sec to like this shit
I'm chillin with Midas while the pious poppin percocets
Or at least the so-called, self titled, hell's rivals
The sickening faux cause, to say they know god, but never upheld the Bible

Lookin for good looks
Got none now they bookin
Lookin good to a non believer though 
These demons is shooken
I felt crooked
Got better posture now
Posted up and boxed em out
See most of yall act hopeless or walk around with ya pockets out
I'm sick of the sadness
Sick of throwin away my assets
Sick of leaving my happiness up to someone else's actions
Cuz that shit got me to the lowest lows I've ever felt
And now I'm higher than ever because i learned to know myself
And i love that dude
But i used to say fuck that dude
Cuz i was that dude
Just always doin nothing new
So i tried to switch a bit
Change it up and get rid of it
I used to be sick of myself until i just got sick of it 
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I kept the bars rationed, now i got strep throat
I was dreaming bout the top my homie told me let's go
We went to Colorado and climbed a couple of mountains
After driving for hours shit rejuvenated my prowess
Nature's got powers, and i believe that fully
Came in contact with her out there and this is what she said to me
If you pushing I'm pulling
Aint got no time for no fooling
All of your scars are like gullies
To show you what you're enduring
You're weathered but you're still doing
Now you can tell them your stories 
You got the strength to keep going
And that outweighs all your worries 
I mean this waters the healing component shouts out to Mick
It breaks you down to rebuild you so you can say you have lived
Like i am here
And i am this
I am that which exists
I am cemented in time
And i embrace the abyss 
I live my life through these rhymes, lines, the scribbles and scripts
I tend to shine when the vibes right, and that's how it is, shit

[THIAGO]

It's about that time
The rays intersect with the dial
Yeah I'm sunnin em like, RA
Blessed be the child 
Inhaling breath of the wild when the rules high
Breakin parameters we shatter what they call the blue sky
Nothin is funny but, way too many lols in conversations
Speakin with god, way too many lulls in conversations
My chalice is never half full but half vacant
You saw, so don't get chained when you adjacent
I don't play games, not for em like fraggednation
Those who make the most moves tend to lack patience
Wanting to make a splash
What am i wading in the water for?
Hesitant order, tell the waiter let the water pour
Twirl my straw round and get seasick
Don't see the big pitcher, i see each sip
With each scripture written, i break it down to the prefix
It's in my double helix
Naturally

Sick || Naturally, feat. THIAGO

feat. @ibr
prod. @drwn_dot
mix. @ibr

Rock hard below this asteroid belt, exhale breath slow/
open fly, while she's caught inside the James Webb scope/
she could be a star within this vouyerism galaxy/
planets strung together, toys within her gadgetry/
watched her Parker/park her Solar Probe beyond event horizon/
see her flush with solar flares, misrepresents inviting/
booty rises more than tides when she moves/
breaks out the paddle when she's naughty, two dark sides on the moon/
damn, girl's figure's tighter than an airlock/
puts the ass in the astral body, zoom in as her hair falls/
you can hear that booty clap, in the vacuum of space/
call up Planet Express, I've got a package to place/
no pants like Zap Brannigan, I wanna bend her over/
period, I'm serious, I'll even run through red like rovers/
I'm, Curiosity, but that pussy's killing me/
she wants a pillar of creation, not a humble six inch piece/

I call her NASA Akira, crushing hard like a black hole
Her heavenly body puts the hot in Hoth but she acts cold
One giant leap for my manhood when her booty drop
I love her flaws too, even Jupiter got a beauty spot
Bought the Comet Sutra, ten woolongs per chapter
Big spoon and Little Dipper's got a good ring to it like Saturn
Findin the zero-G spot, my Venus for life
Thick as fuck, cuz her butt's a little meatier, right 
Every Tom, Dick, and John knows her pussy Titor
I'm a hadron with a hard-on, we should get in the collider
Always wearin a Gundam, we'll practice safe mechs
No Gagarin reflex, Elon Musk with the SpaceX
She almost got me spellin ISS with an A
No telescope required, my naked eye needs friends for a change
Keep it fresh, and like Pluto - not plan it anymore, and just
Boldly come where no man has come before

Intergalasstic II (ft. ibrahim)

OFF THE JUMP ALBUM  12.31.17

Vocals by:
@chriswrightotj
@noeldac
@atwood
@headhaunter
@ibr
@toccimc

Produced by:
https://soundcloud.com/kevmomusic

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@biskwiq

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Lyrics:

[Hook: Chris Wright]
On the bright side I got all this money in my pockets now
Had to cop a PayPal card just to get it out
I don't even know like half these people they just come around
But if they start to talkin all that noise Ima shut em down

[Verse 1: RYCE]
Talk that noise ima push you to the side
F out my dms I'm just tryna live my life
You can not compete with me I stay cold bruh
Venomous benefits I'm meaner than king cobra
Excellence prevalent like Jehovah but I'm holier
Dripping flavor skipping haters I'm racing for the gold
And I'll never fold burning vivid like the stars now
You can not catch up to me

[Verse 2: Atwood]
Like skrr
Vroom vroom say bye to bitches
On the brighter side I got a lighter in me
You got pints of henny and designer linens
I got fire in me that been shining silly like, damn, chill
Hit em with a Advil
Headaches, yeah man how does that feel
Hand shakes my way on some dap shit
Bet you mad still broke bonds like a bad deal
Get a tad real and you backing away
Shit I'm still the old me like from back in the day
You know lil AP with the laugh in his face
Your whole crew got me dead like I'm passing away
Ay, I never looked away from the flashing lights
Look em in the face til the grave and they have me like

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 3: Headhaunter]
I don't ruminate in shade I just cast it all
I heard the light that's burning twice as bright lasts half as long
An astronaut planting flags in binary stars, write more than Asimov
Priceless oil painting portraits of me line the palace walls
Protagonist of film noir, self proclaimed lady killer
Tinder match with femme fatales, forgo friendship, fake the feeling
Fabricated synergy, these strangers speak in white noise
But I can silence them by pulling digits out this bright void

[Verse 4: ibrahim]
Flippin samples on a week night
Lit by candles and street lights
From watchin the stars to a shot in the dark
Now everything seems bright, yeah
Neon signs inside my eyelids till the break of dawn
Your fav emcee is payin me for makin beats I'd slay him on
Talkin noise we ain't gon hear em
I been with my gang like Akira
Block em out like Rothko paintings when they try to slide inside my DMs
No sleep writin out 9th chords with bass notes and the sound of synths
I breathe life into cyborgs with an inkstone and a fountain pen like yuh

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 5: Tocci]
Is it heaven or hell boy
The family's in jail boy
You gotta get the money so you posting their bail boy
Gotta have the crib or you stuck as the bell boy
If you're really bout your shit then there's nothing to tell boy
Like are you a dreamer boy
Or are you the cleanest boy
Catch me with the pack we be whipping in beamers boy
Fuck your noise
I be flexing with the head phones
She be sneaking, no touch tone
Really out when the suns low
See the scoobies then you ruh-roh

[Verse 6: Chris Wright]
Uh oh don’t testify
Put a dog in the pen like you set to fly
Ops shooting like, who alive, best to die
So I put aside you and I’m next to ride
Take a good long look, I don’t do no photos
Put a hood on with a few new logos
Set a mood wrong but I still lose polos
Drop a loose song cop a place out in soho
Aviators on with the retrofitted sakura shades
I’m really out lost in waves
Can’t bounce on a beat, that’s Austin’s way
But I’m still here trynna boss up my wage
Need payment bitches I don’t rap for fun
Future bright like a catholic nun
Fragrance on me when I spilt the rum
Flagrant with it, we just hit it and run

[Hook]

High Beams

Bright Side (prod. Kevmo)

We hope you enjoy High Beams, our end of the year album and a culmination of our efforts in 2017! This is our thank-you to all of you for sticking with us for 52 weekly singles, and our way of ending them with a bang. Stay tuned for more cool stuff in 2018, and happy new year!

Vocals by:
@chriswrightotj
@atwood
@ibr
@noeldac
@headhaunter

Produced by:
@geo_1022

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover art by:
@biskwiq

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Lyrics:

[Intro: Chris Wright]

Bright lights, 
Can’t help feeling this a zeitgeist
Out here living up a fine life, 
Got me feeling like
Got me feeling like

[Hook: Atwood & ibrahim]
Got me feeling like it's paradise 
I been running there like all my life
Got me feeling like it's paradise 
I been running there like all my life
Got me feeling like it's paradise
I swear I'm right about there
All my life I wanted shine somewhere
Got me feeling like it's paradise
I swear I'm right about there
All my life I wanted shine somewhere

[Verse 1: Atwood]
Running through lines like a running back
If you don't get it then run it back
Ay
I did that shit that I shouldn't have
Shh, got me shushing them 
They all be acting so suss I swear 
Yeah
Run it out
Run it out
Spit on a track til it's running out
My verses all lookin stand up
Yo verses all lookin run down

I might fly I might spike this shit
I wonder what kinda life I'll live, like what is this
To the sky with the heights I'll hit
I shine bright on some high beam shit, in the distance
(×2)

[Bridge: RYCE]
Said if you reaching for the skies put your hands up
Said if you reaching for the clouds put your hands up
Said if you reaching for the stars put your hands up
Said if you want your paradise put your hands up

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Headhaunter]
I ain't in this game just to wait up
Wait here for Fate just to change up her make-up
Make up a brand new state where I wake up to Paradise Inc. fresh ink on my pay stub
w-w-w-wade upwards through the swamp, saying curse words with these large weights on my arms
Just to get to paradise like a parasite, take a bite if the pear is ripe or not
Errant knight that walks in a paradox
Wears his blood caked pair of socks
They can't bear to watch him bear the burden, barely heard the bear burst in through the brush
A brush with death, a burgundy dipped brush
Out the thicket with thick cuts, fucked up
Gotta think of way to get up those rungs
Rung the doorbell, wrung out blood, jump up

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Chris Wright]
Can’t lie I’m the losing type
Shit, I’d hit it raw more but I’m too precise
I don’t know about a wave, but the movement’s tight
Got a short leash, but you know I’m super nice
I might hang ten when I’m bored
Girl called, phased in and I scored
Blame my phrasing and my vocal chords
No explaining why they closing doors
I’m like two shots down from a confidence boost
Trynna wake up every morning just to walk in a booth
When I’m mad at the mic, know we talking it through
This my first love, better never letting it loose
So as long as I got this microphone, 
and this pen in hand, I’m the light of Rome
Not a sinning man, I’m the rightest wrongs
Got a place in paradise, right at home

[Bridge]

[Hook]

Paradise (prod. Garrett)

Listen to Sisyphus I here: https://soundcloud.com/headhaunter/sisyphus-i-prod-ibrahim

There was gonna be a Sisyphus III with samsa until he retired - but we still wanted to put I and II out. Each track tells a different story.

Hook written by: @iamsamsa, art by me!

Lyrics:

I've been warpin through the fourth dimension, with no more to explore left
Toured each wormhole and vortex on my quest to just thwart death
A thousand ways to die, be it cardiac or cancer,
I travel time in hopes that some forgotten god will have the answer

I've traversed the valley of death's shadow searchin for Baphomet
In caverns where Apollo slept, I'm trackin down Nyarlathotep
Read some chapters next to blasphemous statues from magic texts,
Only two things are certain and I ain't paid my taxes yet

I've planned to see a glimpse of Panacea to bewitch her,
Intoxicatin mixtures of Rolling Rock and youth elixir
Each time I might've died, I rewind the time five days
Tryna skirt my demise and escape my divine fate

Encased in ancient Cenozoic ice - twice - but I melted.
The helmet of Hades I sheltered myself in's just a relic
Stopped by Mephistopheles - got lost in his home
Called up Yamaraja's phone and made philosopher's stones

On a first name basis with Chernabog, I've turned the clock
And urged Pandora to burn the box but it didn't work so hot
Got an ankh in my pocket, an ouroboros tattoo
Hoarded horcruxes, and I've sipped primordial soup

Implored the Four Horsemen to not be the mortal I was prior 
Sought out Orpheus but unfortunately just found a lyre
Did business with shinigami, and still continue clueless
Though I've interviewed Methuselah, listened to Anubis,
And been to every festival of death collecting talismans.
I've bribed Azrael to forget me and questioned Lazarus 
Got sacrilegious amulets and bracelets next to
Chained up phoenixes I ensared and experiment on in my basement

And at this rate I fear I've tried to find a cure in vain
Every year I age will disappear in time like tears in rain
But I've been here and there and I'll endure until my quest's complete
And desperately resist destiny as long as there's breath in me

Sisyphus 
Steady rolling boulders up the summit 
Sunday sundown watch em settle, monday sunup, watch em plummet
Yes I’m sisyphus
Static balance pebbles on the brink
Sunday sundown watch em settle, monday sunup, watch em sink

spotify

Sisyphus II

feat. @chriswrightotj and @toccimc
add vocals. @atwoodotj
prod. @ibr
mix. @ibr
art. me


Lyrics:
Headhaunter

Let the door rust off the hinges, shake the droplets off/
then fall asleep to the sounds of wailing sirens and those barking dogs/
I couldn't know that marked a box, droplets of blood on her polka dots/
had to replace that soaked red bandage, out a phantasm I broke the locks/
dead language bargains, dust-swept chasms, parking lots/
illusions shatter and coat the car, swerve off cliffs, land on the rocks/
carbon monoxide exhaust, lost for a long time I walked/
through oblong doorways in a post-apocalyptic honor system/
jungle rotten frostbit king, I talk in automated responses/ 
all withdrawals are taken out wasp nests, debit cards are veiled in thick cobwebs/
no contest, watch the flakes of ash out the window/
see the shapes amass shouting signals, ain't no way to back down and dip out/
the trap door, take out the hacksaw, act four, director says action/
I'm back on set, wide angle lens, see the lights flash on with the cameras, wait, hang on/
this is a trick, misdiagnosis and mysteries go hand in hand/
we step on permafrost, my world's the wrong side up with barren land/

Chris Wright & Atwood

I have a hard Time telling
Can’t get higher like a felon
Broke boy dreams what I’m selling
No take backs like yo girl
Don’t take shots with a pellet
My sound kinda like a relic
Never there for you but you felt it
Take a little step in my world

Tocci

Milly Rock then I roll like Elvis
Bitch clean yallssmell like shellfish
jawline clean I just can't help it
Kill the show we man we cant help it
every second is another selfie from a groupie bitch trying to hop a ride
but they hiding gas money acting like everythings always free in life
Bitch get off
Talking bout these copycats
I'm more focus where the fuck my socks are at
Got bed head with the jew fro
keep the time like hugo
Bitch get off where you when roaches were in my cereal
Now these roaches acting all cheerio
leaving roaches all on my centerfold

My World (ft. Chris Wright & Tocci)

prod. @byrook1e
mix. @atwood
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:
I met you late last year inside that golden age
and you were worth the wait in it, that's clear, I chased you for a date and we had wild goose eggs and beer
then we flew the coop with time itself, two caged canaries caught causing coups
who moved below their radars and noses all by ourselves
black clouds, two heads, one storm, and one bright silver lining
against the current, tripped power, it poured, and we spun bottles it filled with lightning
my jokes would land in honey as the milk slipped out restraints
while blood, sweat, and tears in the kitchen sink we accidentally spilt dripped down the drain
they tied that bag with threads of fate but that bronze cat got out anyways
and rolled out the carpet for colored herrings it snagged from waters I tested late
I'd stare at couple's flags on distant ships, you would jump to others that passed at night
to stretch your sea legs, so loose lips sealed both our fates to sink or sink
you'd count on me to sleep on the white lies you said, so I wolfed down an egg
and pulled that wool right off my head on the lam while you wore your sheep-skin disguise to bed
I watched my life grind to a halt, and fiery sparks had flashed before my eyes
just like ours did inside the pan with a final shot to light the dark
you talked my ear off about your reasons, communication issues between us
you said I use too many idioms, but in that case we're in agreement
yet I'm not here to villify you, and there's no apology that you owe me
I'm just passing by, here parked on memory lane until they tow me

Wistful (prod. Rook1e)

prod. @Whyandotte
mix. @ibr & @Whyandotte
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:
My hand burst forth, and I followed right after/
with a pocket knife and sights of a long divine pasture/
a walking disaster, eyes like binary sunsets/
2D grinning mug, my finger guns would fire like Cuphead/

I loopholed laws of gravity, but dropped my set of car keys/
too afraid of being judged, was blacking out at guilty parties/
couldn’t even take the stand, or complete a fucking sentence/
so I bled my case dry, and then I hit the bar defenceless/ 

look, everything down here tastes like rhubarb/
the sun just winked out but the moon’s large/
army crawl out of midnight with new scars/
and a few bruises, marooned where your troops aren’t/

then I panic over nothing like a false alarm/
anxiety’s evolved into a second form that’s off and on/
see the large amounts of cash are changing disembodied palms/
but I can’t catch ‘em at all, this Haunter’s poor, c’mon/


I could use a buck or two it’s hunting season/
eating sickening meat that I found in a freezer’s deep end, sleep in weekends/ 
and wake without a singular second, I bend ‘em and stretch ‘em myself/
drinking the minutes I blend and then sever the digits off hands of clocks at twelve/

then wolf them down like finger food and chew forever on a rhubarb stalk/
where fumes peel the paint off walls as the room’s gone dark/
the floor opens up red with all the nuance gone/
I take the escalator down, with my shoes untied/

onto paths where time’s passed towards that fresh crater/
where the flowers grow in white grass, their bulbs have dead layers/
I can watch the butterflies hatch from Rorschach test papers/
waiting there inside of a box, I’m sure they’ll check later/

but everything down here tastes like rhubarb/
think the sun just winked out, plus the moon’s gone/
ruminating out loud on what you think you deserve/
as your friends read their words off of cue cards/



Add up everything that isn’t adding up (adding up)/
obsess about it like it isn’t bad enough (bad enough)/
it’s the main issue that’s at hand I haven’t touched/
using any fucking excuse I can think of as a crutch/
x2



My head’s out the window of an overturned car/
start to crawl through the debris of that stone curtain wall/
and drag what’s left of my knees away from the lights in the distance/
like diamond holes with square pegs, I’m just trying to fit in/

I should reset my ambitions back to their factory settings/
and then install a dream deleting button and happily press it/
letting reality set in, except I’m trapped at the zenith/
still grasping at any straws I got, I can’t go defend it/

man, I’m too co-dependent, and too fucking selfish/
I’m way too damn sour, power through tough defences/
with a void in my stomach and eyes like thermite explosions
the rules have been destroyed or bent, as permitted per my emotions/

slowly sink beneath the sands of time but now the pace is quickening/
bringing it to a speed that can turn any face to smithereens/
dropped in the dead space between worlds, I float there alone/
with nothing but a pocket knife and nowhere to go/

Rhubarb (prod. Whyandotte)

lyrics:
https://genius.com/Thiago-courage-power-wisdom-lyrics

prod by @user-530621763
mix by Thiago
written by Thiago

YOU ARE NOT PREPARED

Courage, Power, Wisdom

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