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Aug 2014
Stop thinking about the lost, forget the cost.
move on, don't even count the lost.
spoken like a Boss, from a Boss.
The power of will, and strength of the mind,
heals everything over time; don't exhaust?
All is, as it should be.
Perfection is only as a could be.
Four shadowing what it would be.
Calling big shoots,
cornering pockets,
until the ball drops.
blowing up spots,
like Small Pox.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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