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Oct 2015
Millions of miles,
Burdened with all of life's criminal files,
But the overbearing tropes have shown no effect,
My willingness has caused no defect,
I have seen where the leaves have been left,
And now i know where i am in this *** of gold
That used to be bronze within the mantle,
I was on the monkey bar that had no handle,
But i found it when everyone else wasn't looking
The brigade of stallions looked over for a second
Eyeing the achievement i made that i did not think required attention
It feels like the crowning that sent invitations.
Peter Robert Hamilton
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Peter Robert Hamilton  21/M/Texas
(21/M/Texas)   
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