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May 2014
What changed, is, I started to notice;
even the riches don't know this
They abuse us, misplaced trust, disguise' s motive.
Sacrificing talent for lust.
You, my only focus, Us.
The rest are;
Unjust.
MY
POETRY
IS
All
I
TRUST.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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