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Getting through

Am a product of me environment 

A victim of circumstances 

A create of my own make 

Am I distance to go with the dam 

Sure you be grand 

For every bad night comes morning 

And for every lost soul comes someone to find them 

Sit down friend and I help you slow down 

For I was going to fast way to far ahead 

So God sent me a old wise friend

For it wasn't screen's I needed nor was gold 

It was an old fool who learn to do what he was 

Just keep going 

I get these 

I help you with 

How you keeping 

All words that help me through 

For am a victim nobody 

🌷(5)

◄ A sober mind

The self ►

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