if i had to hip hop my
way to the front page
of letters made in ink wells on stage
i would rather drop little bombs wit
no question where they came from
like the back of stalls
some writers take this as a means to
play things on minds for

I can always see your pieces in my mind's eye clear as day with no static in between. This one right here appeared to literally come spewing out with a little attitude! I have always respected your pen.
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When One learns
to live without fear,
then One cannot be broken.