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WarriorCarryingWater
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The human race is a chase, the prey is our dreams.

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Ramdom Rhyme #1 (Aug 2016)

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life

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Whenever this veteran spit,
The better I get,
Set trip like I just got gas,
87 octane, so when they ask,
My MPG,
I say let me see...
Divide the miles by the... nevermind,
Who cares about the daily grind,
Plus I'm far from a mathahlete,
But I studied the fundamentals like an athlete,
Mind's funky and dirty like trash heaps,
Funk foul like the dump, but it almost smells sweet,
I was always unique,
Apples don't fall far from the tree,
Momma worked at my school and the post office,
But moonlit a bit as Bubbles the clown, saved and became a Boss miss,
Back in the 80's, owned her own business,
My brothers and I witnessed,
And dared to try and build our own dreams,
We too have fun and do our own thing.

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after vision says:

my poet, seems that you were raised with structure and a perfect example of what to do

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Coalhouse says:

EPOD that's that ism..

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