If you were like aluminum, you would be one of the most abundant substances in the earth crust.
However, the sacred 13 is not kept by your name.
You are more like Scandium, a rare but free agent, able to access your privileges of your atomic 21.
You eat up everything that was laid down to keep me at bay.
Chlorine trifluoride as your appetite; one to swallow everything whole, everything else is a miserable opponent to your fight.
Fluoroantimonic acid, yes you can eat through my mirror and then explode when I offer you water!
You truly only appreciate the element of life as they react dangerously to your substance.
You inhale the fallacy of nicotine but you degrade the danger in the flame.
My reactions are elected by the intimating methods of your conjecture.
You don’t truly know the formulas of combustion.
I’ve studied the whims of properties and I am a risky combination of an answer.
Inspired by the responses of certain minerals. Not everyone reacts the same. Different properties and minerals cause combustion! Methods which formulate a sense of explosion. Some people don’t know when they’re handing out invitations! Clarifying Specifics are vital because baking powder and baking soda make a difference! If you want a concoction of extremity, you might as well add some flowers along with those thorns. Make the collapse worth the trip!
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