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Dec 2019
The greatest dreamer, dreamed, until it seemed through the years he was living in his worst nightmare, scared they will ever come true, pinch yourself to let you know it's not real, you can do what you wanna do still, your ears turned inside, you would hide from the outside world where you wished to see em tangible, you can't handle you, by yourself, I deeply understand you too.. your scattered in a land that demands so much.. get in touch with what's going on going in what made you such, a suspect in your life.. you're a victim till you get it right.. a stranger to confessions... used a lot of mind power for a simple no-brainer, but strangely enough, it's underestimated though it was dated well out of this range, I could learn from it, proving my claim that I remain an old soul, the way I came, is the way I will leave this *****, wishing for me to switch back to my old self, the lil kid wants to help take a stand, as a man, I granted his wish, with a little something extra, I betcha, I lecture, with much more heart to teach, the part of me I held apart from speech, closer, to reaching my goals of all, the things, that give me no time to stall.
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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