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Feb 2015
i am not homeless,
still ive had less without a home,
looking for a place,
that i can call my own,
many years have past,
for this my bodys shown,
as for mind expansion,
only my hair has grown,
a privileged life feel undeserved,
so i vacate my throne,
in search of knowledge,
i reach for the unknown,
avoiding danger to slip and fall,
people are so prone,
i understand the risk involved,
i will not wine or moan,
i wish to find my own path,
on this im not alone,
perhaps one day it will lead me,
to the place i once called home.
smokesMbowls
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smokesMbowls  canada
(canada)   
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