*unnamed*

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    i wrote this in juvi

    *unnamed*

    Empty minded,
    Close eyes blinded,
    Im waistin my time
    In a cell..
    But wat can I do?
    Nothin, till those exit doors im threw,
    And believe me ima change,
    And ima start from scratch,
    Lose the fake homies
    And only leave a few in my batch.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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