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Apr 2016
Bleek jockey *****;
Death is nevv life,
a ride upon a Black horse.
An ill-omened trot;
bring forth Avvakening,
no time to stall.
Most of my poetry has been a foretelling, to knovv the future is pain.
The Ripper
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