If You Believe You're A Poet, Then

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I Feel Capitol Punishment Is Dooming U.s.a.

I Think Of New York City Lost In Stars Forgotten As A Blue Haired Pet Of Childhood Love Tonight The Night Is Full.

Standing On A Street Corner Waiting For No One Is Power.

You See, I Went To The Sixth Grade And That Was The Highest I Ever Went.