BoRhyme
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CATEGORY
just different
this current life, these restless nights
these dreams to fufill, this present standstill
if I had listened to mama
the forty acres and a lama might have been closer
opportunities wasted
procastinated and prolonged
cremated and long gone
disobeying authorities
delaying my blessings and aborting my priorites
learned lessons today
positive influence, maturity, came a long way
in pursuance of my dreams
through with the vent and the steam
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