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Dec 2019
I drew with silver
and it came out red
I drew with black
and it came out dead

I draw a knife
and someone got stabbed
I draw a gun
and someone got bagged

I drew with red
on top of the silver
I drew dead
when I looked in the mirror
I have to give credit to a friend who came up with the first two lines of the poem.
Kasper
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Kasper  18/F/USA
(18/F/USA)   
89
   Khoisan
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