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Friday, August 21, 2020

"The Smell Of Life"

 

By Arcassin B


Speaking to my peace,
Always allowing to bring peace,
While some people end in pieces,
your mind and your consciousness separated and thoughts have been castrated,
I figured if I don't end up like sheeple then I won't have to stick around and suffer the pain of being Controlled in a country such as this,
I keep my heart on the mode of hit or miss,
miss with the bullshit and save me the long speech about what you went through,
I don't need any of that if that's cool with you,
I could smell what The actuality of it is that it could be awaiting me to call,
In real life I will evolve.

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