Done in a Blur
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Oh well, more to tell... this story, this
morning, into the night, for this flight, so
high to buy nothing & no reason to sing,
telling them what you & I did, as a kid,
as to get rid, of all this conditional action,
satisfaction, for a distraction, you know
how to feel where this is taking you,
within the words too, space into another
realm, sure, & of course done in a blur,
so believe it, & conceive it, not good
enough to understand this stuff, respect
my play on reality, beating the system &
sitting on top, so high from them telling
me I'd amount to nothing, yet something,
happened, & is happening, because of
what I've been through, under a sky of
blue, now black, & stacked up against the
adversity, no need to worry, or concur in
a hurry, lame & with proper posture, for
a cost of my two cents.
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