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My poetry: Friends: Friends are annoying at times They cannot bust some phat rhymes Like me They lie They steal And they will always be remember as An old friend. Good: I think rice is good I think world peace is good I think technology is best But nothing for the rest. Love: Love is scary And at times dreary I don't cry over heartbreaks From the lonely loser that left me I just move on And eat candy To get fat And survive the winter Alone. From, My heart, by seed heart.
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