L.A. Survivor
Sometimes in life
We need a journey
A five year walk
Of intelligence and maturity
At the age of eleven
Thrust into the journey
A five year equation
Turned into four
Its stoichiometry persevering
A golden web
Spun glisteningly around
A silver blade
Ready with armour
Sood do you find
Its golden silk
Rots inside
Despite your glory
And quite honour
You suffer bruises
Cuts and blisters
And when your tedious journey is over
You stand precariously
Smiling
A true L.A. survivor
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