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Dec 2019
A Street Dreamer;
Delivered a fantasy of hoping to plan to see, the canopy with vanity not framing his family, he went from a street dreamer to Street Stalker, thinking farther, it came to bother his sights of stars and water's, hoping to get smarter, to be a starter, he had hit the ground harder and now had starved cause harshest, dreams come to impoverish a marvelous father's tolerance, regardless we tend to harvest to be a con to tarnish, one's essence of gaining presence into a theme, so he searches for better and in the streets he dreams.
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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