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Thank you GodSo much for thisI can’t express enoughJust how thankful I am for this.Even when it’s tough.I know now why I’m doing this.I know just why I’m here.It hasn’t been the smoothest road.But the way to You is clear.
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A 20-day streak!I’m starting to peak.Guys, I’m in my prime,And I’m feeling sublime.I told my mom yesterdayI feel like I’m young.I’ve got so much in front—manySongs to be sung.
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Tim’s got a point,But he’s smoking a joint.When he’s finished he will tellIf the man is not in jail.Because my friend is really stoned,And he’s sitting all aloneAnd he will not pass the joint.I cannot wait to hear his point.
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I was walking on the beach today. When out of corner eye, I saw something jutting up from sand. I would not tell a lie. A bottle there and something in A note, en Español. “Me encanta señoritas.” -Jose Guardasol
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I can’t stop writing poetryI don’t know what to do.I can’t stop writing poetry.I just must speak to you.I have to tell you things that IAcquired just to share.‘Cause that’s the role that I play here.It’s not just just to get there.
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Perhaps that was my closure—Overwhelming sense of dread.But nothing here has changed it’s allWithin my lying head.If I just keep my focus on the goal I want achievedThen I can do the sort of things nobody will believe.
Musings of the Mad 