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Feb 2017
HUH
I HAVE BEEN IN THE HOODS OF CLOUDS
THE SPACE WAS CLEAR AND THE VIEW NEVER APPEARED
BLUE
CLOUDS WOULD GET SAD IN THE DAYS LIKE WE HUMAN
AND SPACE NEVER QUARRELED

DAYS PAST AND THE RANGE AND THE MOUNTAIN IN THE SKY
STARTED SO MELT
I NEVER SHOWED FEAR IN MY EYES CAUSE OF THE WORDS
NO ONE THOUGHT ABOUT WHO THE WORLD WAS DYING
IN OUR HANDS

NONE OF THIS PEOPLE WHO ARE UP THE CAN SEND THOSE STACK
SPECK OF DISAPPEARING SPACES
WHO IS WHO
AND OUR GENERATION
SO TAKE TIME AND THING ABOUT

EVERYTHING ELSE NEED TO LIFE AND THE DICTATION OF THIS
ARE NOT MADE FOR ALL
BRILLIANTS ARE NOT THERE TO **** AND NEVER CONSIDER ABOUT LIFE
SHYAKA MARTIN
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Shyaka Martin
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