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Aug 2014
The image of food,
The desire for money.
I want to
Put on my fancy dress
With my favorite baseball cap.

I hurt nobody,
I mind my own business.
Deciding graciously
On what shoes
Are proper for where I'm walking.

I walk my neighborhood
With my dog by my side.
Taking care of a creature
Who has a tough life.

I run in the rain,
Freedom by the puddles
Left by the tracks
Behind me.
The few friends I have
And the man I love,
Understand oh so perfect.

I do, unique.
I do, peculiar.
I eat, what looks good.
I spend, carefully.
I wear, like me but a fun
Style.

I'm different.
So what?
I admire you, so what's so bad about me?
I do what I want.
I do what I need.
I do for others,
But first,
For me.
Luna Casablanca
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Luna Casablanca
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