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| With Mom & Pops at Wynwood Walls, Miami |
Navigating the abyss, what I miss
Most, is a host, a line, a mother
Sometimes I complain
Stay in your lane
Smothered
Change, none from above
Always a smile, definition
Cluttered
Mind right(s), sight gained
All rearranged
Climbing
Thinking to the beginning
Original day of sinning
Reminding
Who was it that berthed you?
None so crucial, so many, so few
One, One that believes
In everything you might achieve
That knows your words and action don't
align
That reads and refuses to neglect the
signs
That cares as the blood pumps from the
heart
That finishes the story before mine starts
That loves through pain, no need for
gain
Every step forward explains a hug
Dares not resist care for this ugly mug
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