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He Who Talks The Walks And Walks The Talks Blabbers Talks Makes sense Senses **** Walks away When He Is bored Is tired He Walks Too much Too far Likes it He Perhaps Experiences **** **** That He May be Shielding He cuts loose The struggle He lets go He Begins to travel As he desires To know More or less Battles The usual mess But On the inside Only on the inside Distinguishes The real From the surreal He sings About life About bikes About the mountains Aloud So that The world could hear About her But on the inside Only on the inside He dances To dance Just for the **** He’s not good But he dances Jives Not good Street dances Pretty good Dancing legs A delight To his mind Infectious With his laugh And An asymmetric smile Lives In dreams In parts The world For him Has fallen The world For him Fallen Still He rises For him He inspires Himself Admires Life He Is He
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Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC
He Is He
He Who Talks The Walks And Walks The Talks Blabbers Talks Makes sense Senses **** Walks away When He Is bored Is tired He Walks Too much Too far Likes it He Perhaps Experiences **** **** That He May be Shielding He cuts loose The struggle He lets go He Begins to travel As he desires To know More or less Battles The usual mess But On the inside Only on the inside Distinguishes The real From the surreal He sings About life About bikes About the mountains Aloud So that The world could hear About her But on the inside Only on the inside He dances To dance Just for the **** He’s not good But he dances Jives Not good Street dances Pretty good Dancing legs A delight To his mind Infectious With his laugh And An asymmetric smile Lives In dreams In parts The world For him Has fallen The world For him Fallen Still He rises For him He inspires Himself Admires Life He Is He
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Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC
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