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Your rhythm does not have to be tight
To make it right
Thoughts of words caught my attention;
When I met a power breaker
Waiting to plot on me
Know when to spot'em
No form of its energy
Shall Not fit in my socket
I fought with my sensibility
Your words taught me;
No loss can be found through insanity
Therefore,
I walked and talked with realization
and
Came to find;
My fault is my own,
If I import or support improper decisions
Know when to spot'em
Collision is on the wrong court
I'm ready to armor against karma
Sabrina Williams
(Chris)
