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LOL...you got that right...They don't want us to see that. We are in some shit...under the Obama administration...The government is trying to pass a bill to make it mandatory to take a swine flu vaccine....That is scary.
Usted en HabanaNueva. What is going on brother...I love that video...I am Haitian. That is what is up..I heard of the Danny Glover movie that is supposed to come out. Venezuela had donated him $80,000. But I don't know if he is finished. It is being a long time bro. I still talk to Kevin Sabio..the Garifuna Hondureno...He is in Richmond Virginia..He hates it. Me in Boston? I miss the Tri-state. But I will be ok. God bless you primo. Be safe.
Then seal it in the plasma acrylic of so many chalk mark recipients, those abstracted images like poverties Pacaso's who posed but were never supposed to be depicted in this position
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Let the pain of your muse coagulate our blues until we become urban legends
Spit our DNA until you've cloned the martered souls of those that drove in ebonic descriptions, born suspected of being inarticulate, the victims of official terrorists that organized the confusion flip the script and accused them of being potentially explosive
Qoute the pigeon... ever more paint the mic bleeding
soooo I was in a writing mode last night... who would have thought...
This Very Moment
At this very moment I want to be away,away too far to grasp the thought of it possibly being. I want to be away in real love, the kind you don't have to change the sheets for. I want his hands to be molded in shape of my cupped breast. I want to be touched like a sacred stone and rubbed for more than just good luck. I no longer want to be one, but be one. I want him to see me as a great wonder of the world but never having to wonder at all. I want to play the game of sun and moon until we both see stars. I want tickled feet forever and glorious horsey back rides. I just want to be away into something that's real. This very moment.
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