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Nov 2013
Freedom lies in my ability to conceptualize

Armed with weapon of sentences…I am feared

Such power propelled me beyond your projected limitations

Standing outside your walls of prison-
Dreams breathe air of reality.

My skin grabs your attention  

But the blast from my canon left you trembling.

By: Andre' Pinnock
Apr/10/12
Andre Pinnock
Written by
Andre Pinnock  33/M/St. Andrew
(33/M/St. Andrew)   
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