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Sep 2012
To some.
I'm your protector.
Your security from the vultures waiting to pounce.
Similar to new found friends that comes around.
Similar to family members newly found.

Vultures.
Those that loves to pretend to be.
When in reality.
They are not the image people think.

These vultures.
The ones that people speaks to you by saying look out.

Sure, we could run from them.
But that would be wrong.
We must impress upon them.
That our inner strength is strong.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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