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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required What Love commands the train fulfills, The six thirty bounds to Coney Island Where the green Ubers awaits the passengers Morning greetings, (Urdu) of few words, were the Pakistan, rules Mermaid Street with the neon green Were too mama? where too, two dollars: A repeat routine for most of us, Whether you’re a morning person or a night owl, we all start our day at some point. And we all seem to start it differently. (Kevan Lee) Five forty showers, get dress out the door before six a.m. Grab the garbage, and walk three minutes to the subway, where love commands the train fulfills, which lessened My morning depression until midday, (who control whom) Why was I born, why am even here, what is my personal worth? Timeless question, who would remember me, when I am gone? The train, the cabbies, would the streets miss my dragging feet? Self-observation, is it worth a Newyork minute of whom will miss us. (really) Void, void, void, void, void, void, void, and more void, Just allowed the few that might to do some adjustments For the sake of remembering me, for the sake of losing my car fare, For the sake of not receiving, my monthly fees, and T-Mobile you definitely would, release me from my grandfather plans: Today, I sit in silence, away from all sounds, only the sounds Of a keyboard, and my heartbeat, as the mouse goes click, click For the sake of remembering is that a poet is only good at recollecting, reflecting, and making his audience believes in his words: This Photo by Unknown Author
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