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Jan 2014
You might never understand why I walk around with clenched fists not open hands
Cause the unplanned always happens and ***** up my original plans

Maybe if I was rock hard tough I couldn't
Be bent
Concrete enough to be
Cement
But these are all just thoughts to
Prevent

Another extra expense, still lookin' though my cracked lens, I dont need your 2 cents
Do I even make sense? Can you understand the irrelevance or you still on the fence?
Here I am
Still clenching my fists waiting in suspense

-J.A.M
JAM
Written by
JAM
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