journeys across the land in pursuit of the bag
ever say my life isn't exciting, you get cut
stabbed, and then me gon pick out your funeral clothes
ya understand what i'm sayin, crowboy? yeah, you always do
still gonna do it even if it's bad, i no care no more
oh, let's get back on the road, me starving
resting is for losers and crows, haha
come back another day for another adventure
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sprinkle in the woods (poetry #6)
Poetry"and it rains and rains and rains and rains for five more years and it's cloudy for ten once they leave, i'll be sunkissed i'll be the rock in the light illuminated simply by your presence my fallen star, you've finally met me and it's so lovely lov...
