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Oct 2016
The doubts of tomorrow my flow's been borrowed
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I never solicited for your POWER.
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All I did was study the crowded,
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wondered how they spent their hours
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for my time is here
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worries to sear
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 I cut the cloth it sounds soothing to your ear.
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You never met me but I helped you appear
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Afraid to get laid
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or 
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 obsess with getting paid?
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Shatter the jade
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remove all the fables and plays
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These sonnets.
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Harmonic

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Semiotics
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I know the how to study objects.
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Old ways forgotten.
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New ways to solve it.
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For money itself was the excuse of the chicken hearted.
Ahchosi Grandiose
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Ahchosi Grandiose  77/F/New York
(77/F/New York)   
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