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Heard from a roof top of... Buncha zeros and ones My ******* heros' and nuns! How your story is spun! Little smigdet pinch of da' fiction This IT SON! OHhhhh noooo nooooe This is the end of... What's pinned up. So chin up! Eyes open! Look deep Close to Where there's Hope there's Peace. Even when we can't see.
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 5:26 PM UTC
thief in the night
Heard from a roof top of... Buncha zeros and ones My ******* heros' and nuns! How your story is spun! Little smigdet pinch of da' fiction This IT SON! OHhhhh noooo nooooe This is the end of... What's pinned up. So chin up! Eyes open! Look deep Close to Where there's Hope there's Peace. Even when we can't see.
this needs serious work... But the main idea was borrowing ideas "created" by other poets to "give" back to poets. In lue of. In spite of. Thier greatness.
McPoe
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 5:26 PM UTC
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