as the years have past
every earths rotation counts as a new
i wake up to the noise
the nothingness i void
grew up poor
but i never knew it
looking back on those days
i'm sure i showed it
yet the rich are most poor
and many poor rich
our outlook on life differs
just like the little and big dipper
i became a stoner
now a loner
kickin rymes in my head
full time joner
humans feel distant
like from another realm
i walk this earth smilin
until the end....
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