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Dec 2020
How did it come to this...
Born into this hell
Looked around for Salvation
Looked around for crumbs
Blew my own trumpet
On the occasions I blew at all....
Now here we are
Steppin' stones to a paradise never seen before...

Did you ever think
Free
Did you ever think
Those redeeming thoughts..
The humbled Me
Before the greater good...
Did you ever think

The late nights
The early mornings
The all that matters
Breaking  curfew with the don't care at all..
Here in the Below
The far fetched seems closer at hand...
Seems to conspire with Life
For all new beginnings

Did you ever think
It would come to this
Before you thought at all..
Gypsy
Gypsy
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Gypsy  61/M/Earth
(61/M/Earth)   
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