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Feb 2018
I am the new kid, with new skills.
And a new way, and a new kind of something.
To pass on, to give away.
So pay close attention to the things I say.

Please don't bully me,
Because I am small.
With a big heart and a loud call.
And my mom said to me that I can learn it all.

I don't want to be your enemy,
So why can't we be friends,
Not to befriend, so let in sink in.
And spread the new talk and a new trend.

I am a new kid, with new moves.
And a cool cap with a cool shoes.
I'm not boasting, yes were're still the same.
Because I bleed blood and so as you too.

So her me out, don't beat me up,
Because when or if you fall,
I'll be there to pick you up.

Yes! the new kid, with a fist punch.
To put it in the air with everyone,
When we all go out for lunch.
To shout out to the bullies,
We're the new kids, with a new crunch.
Zion Jameel Nicholai Samuel
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Zion Jameel Nicholai Samuel  24/M/Enslaved abyss
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