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Poetry

Eastern Day

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It was a day like this one, just as bright,
which set this love, with all to lose, alight.

It was a day of perfect charity,
in whose blue breezes strolls eternity,
where, freed from the stifling loads it has to bear,
the earth can play, a child without a care.

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Hip Hop Found Poem

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Aim for the sky. Cock the shit and shoot.

The block is. Hot, the block is hot
Ashes to ashes, dust to... Dust
It. Watch it. Turn it. Leave it.