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Oct 2011
Street smart
Street art
Street rat
That’s what they call her

Awake and taking prey
On every moment
of warmth,  Of sincerity,
Of falling ice , of prosperity

Street rat wandered down too far
Coward away buried in herself
No one could see her nor did they care
For a little old street rat couldn't compare

Street art took the next right down
Her beauty glows as she devours the unknown
The back stands tall and the quick strides progress
Stared down and pondered by all the rest

Street smart went the whole ten yards
He world is a brutal place
But they will accept my wingspan
As she loads her bags with spray cans

We come  t o g t h e r  to stand as ONE
And paint the freedom of respect
On this city we will one day call our own
we will not sway; our passion is stone

Spread the message that we are strong
we see with our real eyes  
But can we see all of the lies
Before its too late, can we realize?
And overcome.TOGETHERASONE.
BAM
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