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Jan 2013
Raw like an unroasted duck
I've stroked my luck
Beat off on destiny
Worked for every amenity
So I can kick back
Cut myself some slack
But I can't stop
Consistent as a perpetual clock
I've crawled and had my first steps
I've walked and flexed my biceps
Never backed down from a challenge
I can never make my bed to lay in
Always come to rest on a hinge
Never ink an appointment just push pin-
It on my calendar, never promise time
When I'll stop by for a corona and lime,
On the move I whiff the roses,
Let people enjoy me in small doses;
This is me; raw as can be in motion
Never gonna get cooked; free as killer whales in the ocean...
© okpoet
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
(37/M/OC)   
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