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Life Chose Us
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August 2013 Why waste time writin rhymes about nothin?
about feet touchin and her blushin?
it ain't nothin, blood will be blood even when rushed,
just like it's still a sound when you're being hushed,
it's the things we don't know about that teach us
all we need to from life, finds a way to reach us
even with all the chances and probabilities,
life still surprises us well past our sixties,
just take it easy and all will be good,
fix the broken parts then close up the hood,
you could take the drive out and leave for good,
or you could take the long way back to your neighborhood,
lost or found, revived or spiralling down,
even ones who feel like no one in town
can ever understand them, remember life chose us,
to use the gift as is right by us.
