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Love lost in the sheets that a tyrant defends,
Tossing change - hate myself - buying a friend.
Love found on the streets in the smile of a guest’s
thin, cracked lips. Distracted. This hatchet
would be buried if I could just find some earth,
Occupied with worth: a client; the worst,
the first slave buying a serf dying to serve.
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^Fire....this was nice, little short but you did your thing, I would leave better feed but I'm too lazy. I enjoyed it tho and there wasn't anything that stood out to me as being not good, dope piece, good to see you posting.