It's been a century when i wrote a poem
Now, I can't write even a single one
Don't have an afflatus
Don't have anything to rap
The little thing to me had stop loving
A part of me had stop being emotional
I begin to not adhere
I'm offbeat
A catterpillar turned into a butterfly
A dark night turned into a brighter day
poignant things are gone
I am walking now in beatitude.
10/25/16
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