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Nov 2015
There was once a moment
Thought everything was clear
Oh dear! If you wanna dare
Not sure how to do other
What you'll possibly draw near
Really don't care to listen
Or even lend my open ear
For I want that simple taste
Could either bring laughter
Or that call to the master
I could call myself a master but at the same time I'm the same as every body else. I could  break a limb off a tree. Branch out and I now know someone who could **** a man with his bare hands kills someone else another day.

Kayden butler
11-2-15
john p green
Written by
john p green  florida
(florida)   
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