Poem Book

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crispy
curly
butter and salt
brown and honey
make that money
get your grind
boy with faults
take your time
ticking
tocking
quarter past 9
your eyes still wide
clean up from the fight
that your friends had last night
dust off your shirts
return your whimsical smirks
another moment is gone
along
the stretched out stream of life
live for the next
get up off your feet
you never once and never will
accept the name defeat