Poem from the 215/267

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Philly aint sweet...
It aint nothing you think it is...
Nothing you think it aint...
It is as we would say...
What it is...

Funny how wetha you from here or not...
Eitha you know or you dont...
Its simple...
You aint get it yet?
I got it at the age of 4...
Times that by the amount of time I wasted....
Times THAT by the amount of time its gon take you to get that you neva will...

Then maybe....

Just maybe...

Maybe then you'll get it...

But prolly not...

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Gonna try and do one of these a day!

Peace family!

Poem from the 215/267 | Ecency