The Other
From corners to long orders
Lines like miles,
Haters got nukes
But I'm robin hood,
shooting arrows back
My back against the wall,
Rainy weather and no roof top
So my foot on water,
Droplets be small-But small water
filling up the bucket,
Floods to wild hunts:
Freedom of the fishes
And birds eat!
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