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WHAT (Primal poetry)

What will I write?
if not for those unpretty lullabies
brewed by our fathers,
the scotch we all sipped from.

Then what will i write
if not mosquitoes, homelessness, corruption hmnnnnnnnn.

Maybe!
write about love how?

About beautiful trees and how birds sing
but still how?

for we see them as stupidity
since our neck is stiffed to the bush
and glued to burdensome life

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Comments

That's why we see things deferent the way we see them, but maybe you should write anything that comes your mind.

Until you allow life to past through you you will never understand life.

That's why we see things deferent the way we see them, but maybe you should write anything that comes your mind.

Until you allow life to past through you you will never understand life.

That's why we see things deferent the way we see them, but maybe you should write anything that comes your mind.

Until you allow life to past through you you will never understand life.

That's why we see things deferent the way we see them, but maybe you should write anything that comes your mind.

Until you allow life to past through you you will never understand life.

That's why we see things deferent the way we see them, but maybe you should write anything that comes your mind.

Until you allow life to past through you you will never understand life.

That's why we see things deferent the way we see them, but maybe you should write anything that comes your mind.

Until you allow life to past through you you will never understand life.

That's why we see things deferent the way we see them, but maybe you should write anything that comes your mind.

Until you allow life to past through you you will never understand life.

That's why we see things deferent the way we see them, but maybe you should write anything that comes your mind.

Until you allow life to past through you you will never understand life.

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