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Long luscious locks, the hue of the bark of a tall spruce tree,
Creepers dare naught to harm this soul; their hatred set free
Your presence brings peace and love, laughter and happiness,
Wisdom and enlightenment, and above all, moistness
Though your stature is as short as the Nether, your elegance towers the End,
Charles White, please be my Minecraft friend
GOD SAVE CHARLES WHITE
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good beethoven lyric i like it