sriracha words

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making my way
through lined paper roads
and big AI canvases
using only my words
not being sure but going strong
not listening to stop signs
with no clue where to go
riding, flying, swimming
until I'll reach the shore
of my destiny
mayhaps coded in the same
paper roads
build from rocks
of my own sweat and thoughts

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