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I look outside
The gentle breeze of ignorance
Stimulates my brain cells
Some of these thoughts
I can't tell
So I write a poem
And hope it knocks at someone's home
I am a artist
And I write what I see
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I look inside
The walls are covered in ink
Its not graffiti
I just needed to think
The untrained eye is too blind to see
All my hopes, goals and even my darkest dreams
Please don't open the red door
Please don't start that war
For I'm only human
And I can't take much more
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Lowkie