And once I was a poet Words poured out Just as waterfalls do Among the fauna and flora
And once I loved a man Tears poured out Just as scorned ones do Among the lie and injury
And once I was a scholar Dreams poured out Just as the progressive do Among the movers and shakers
And once I was a hussler Schemes poured out Just as survivors do Among the users and takers
And once I was a nomad Splendor poured out Just as free souls do Among the winds and gods
And once I was a poet
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