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MY ME

When I walk the streets of reality
The song of freedom is the anthem
My stereo sings that keeps me going
When I know my world is not walled with steel bars

Loving to be me
Like to do the things I like
Knowing that it is in knowing me first
I find fulfillment
Then to the world to see

I like to be real in sight
But more real in my circle
Daring to say it from depth
Not for who would like
But for who would believe
That I spoke from sincerity
I would rather appear wearing progress
Cos I like the fact
That growth never ceases to grow
In its essence
So green world is where I love to live
Subtle spikes into thought lines
Sown and grown in the field of time
Starts with a sprout, then pops
Let me play god with my creative mind
Pick and drop at will until its good

I like the array of class and simplicity blend
Complexity keeps me crazy
And weighs me into unrealistic attempts to no end
Keeping it real and fine does it for me

I love love when truth and trust are coiled and
Crested on a formidable union
Than red petals splashed on broken promises
And bitter bites on a honey banquet

When I walk the streets of reality
The song of freedom is the anthem
My stereo sings that keeps me going
When I know my world is not walled with steel bars
But untainted actualities assemble to become the completeness of things I deal with everyday

writing the pages of my existence.

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