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Jun 2020
Everyone here knows you
We all hope you're well
They all want to know you better
Understand it's understood
Put the past to rest in hell
Because i only tell them
Good

About me i tell the truth
They see me and
Let me shine
Encourage me to
Epic things
Again

They hear what i say
And shake their heads
Wondering
Why would I hang on
I say it won't be long now
It's been a long day
But now it is gone

Hoping is a weak way
Of figuring out
how to
Speak out of my mouth
Action is louder
You know what they say
About words anyway

Drastic means were
Needed
To stop the
bleeding
We were likely to die
Right where we are

Maybe we did
But I'm in my neighborhood
That's blessing
Beyond measure
It feels good

But i still
Think we were great
You did a good thing
It wasn't too late
Jericho's little brother
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Jericho's little brother  57/M/Earth
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