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Dec 2018
I slept in the clouds, dreamt for awhile
Saw myself flying in the sky,

There gon’ be a day when a man is a man, when the flaws of woman will be gold in his hand.

Lion was a friend but i couldn’t touch his head. Snake on my bed. Owl on my bench.

There's a place i go, that no one knows
There I go, I always grow.

That’s a place of no man’s land
a place out of reach from any man's hands,
I dream of goodness, a life without pain,
Feeling no insane


Dream was Fair but not clear
Is not the same as what I dreamt again

Oh that’s the city of no pity
where everyone minds their feelings

I saw beautiful people but annoying faces
A life of self race
What’s my name if i need to stand up from where I lay
And you saying  Black’ what a blessed day, That I can’t stop laughing and I awake
Dreamer  of goodness.
LearnfromBOBD
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LearnfromBOBD  31/M/NG
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