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Part One
No rhyming,
In these tough times,
Gotta keep it straight,
No new deals,
Keep my head in place,
This is getting complicated,
And the more I feel violated,
Things add up-
And the mind gathers,
Info over load,
No limit on the truth,
Told-
Focused on the goal,
Future looks right,
While present recites,
Of the begotten past,
Hope you appreciate,
All the growth that,
I am gonna create,
By the time, I reach forty-eight,
Just be another old man,
With the case-
Relate-
To illness and loss of my love ones,
Death click nears,
The future don't look so bright now,
Huh?
To be continued
(11800087) Copyright © 08/01/05 Ronil Tataria
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