A "Nine to Fiver" speaks out
Where do you hide O faceless ones?
Who risk life and limb
to fling the great cry of I AM! at our billboards, our buildings, our city walls.
Your indecipherable scrawl
haunts my lowly 9 to 5 crawl.
Maybe one day we will meet
though your movements be ghostly fleet.
Bring extra chalk.
Let us talk.
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Yo I used to hit up thanks for kicking one for the tag artists
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I love the speed that tag artist move in my poet. hurried but not rushed
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Excellent write.
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Very nice
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