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Jul 2019
Slick yellow-***** boys flexing,
stunting on their shiny wheels,
hip-hopping spins and grooves,
dizzy frames surrounding the rings
of illuminating Saturn.  Eastern vibes
rising in paradise, lyrical horizons,
exciting discoveries, glamorous
bodies super amped, breathtaking,
dazzling definition.  Freestyling soul
flowing so smoothly in the downtown
city streets where upbeat scenery shines
like sparkling sapphires.  Ghetto thugs
decked in dope swag, representing
for their hood, rocking to the soundtracks
of bumping beats.  Got to love their gleam,
the fine pages of their craft a maze of intoxicating
waves, mega dumb drums rumbling
within their kingdom, so saucy and hard
wheeling, a true boss balling and show-stopping,
stepping into the landscape in supreme shine.
Street brothers filled with hipped hooks
and smoking funk, booming bridges,
blazing blunts, gyrating in crazy formations
in various nightclubs with a lady or two,
sipping on gin and juice, more like Hennessy
and Ciroc, hanging out with their homies,
inhaling the wild conversations and laughs,
embracing the good life.
Travis Green
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Travis Green  30/M/Middlesex, NC
(30/M/Middlesex, NC)   
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