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FROM THE EYES OF THE SITTING ELDER

Child those who hurriedly opened their gates beneath them …to eat from the first fruit of Adam …to tear open their innocence End up killing most dreams with rushing diarrhea Becoming ghosts to success II Child A young heart needs time …to grow saucepan of maturity …to fit onto the fires of love So as […]

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PRIMELY THOUGHTS

I am in my prime That is not a crime The notion that is so slime As to mime And at the same time chime About my preferences without being given a dime And wasting your time You must wipe clean as the smell of the armpit is done with lime   I can immerse […]