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Jul 2020
Moments gone.. the motion stops
The train halts
And greatness in the making
Changes to a new thought
That you don't remember
The blessings that you got
Till your on track with reinvention
Evolution and a new song
*** you know you want your true plot
Even if my *** gets chewed lots
*** **** it dude.
That ***** too hot...
Like maneur in the summer.
Maneuver sewer
Fumes.. as ninja turtles
With a poo shell...
Like your the **** thats how you smell
I knew well...
See through your true self.
And make your boots melt
A feat from standing in heat
I'm hot as blue flame
Or walking through true hell...
Don't turtle up in your smooth shell
I see the kid. On the school field
Who had more scars
Than my grandfathers carpenter tool belt....
A story I listened through school bells
Tunes that I knew well..
**** it dude
The two of us knew he'll...
I hope we do well
Jordan Gablehouse
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Jordan Gablehouse  27/Two-Spirit/Canada
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