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Dec 2016
I was born upon a devils eye, dream caught the leveled pride
Rubble formed the sheltered sides
High enough to blot the sky
Darkened, seas parted for momentary wants
Then forgotten
Without it, thumbed the many miles when I was too tired for walking
Caught
Red handed
Thieved the other side, or at least paint a picture to plagiarize
Gave it the college try
Failed at exposure as well as suicide
Healed
When it was do or die
Live
In the view of the truest eyes
Mirrors, never blink or lie
I am what I am
You are what the earth decides
StaticNSage
Written by
StaticNSage  Melnea Cass Boulevard
(Melnea Cass Boulevard)   
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